Nameless turned around and saw Zhang Yukun climbing back to the mountain peak.
Zhang Yukun was in a sorry state, covered in dust and grass.
It seemed that he had suffered a lot after being sent flying by Cao Chenyang's aura.
"Why did you come up again? How's the situation down there?" Nameless asked casually.
"A few martial artists died, but most of them were only injured," Zhang Yukun said. "Brother Nameless, I was worried that you would be in danger, so I came up to take a look."
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Nameless asked.
"Yes, of course I'm afraid," Zhang Yukun said seriously. "But Brother Nameless, you've done me a great favor. I can't be disloyal.
"Brother Nameless, where's that person just now?"
Zhang Yukun looked around warily.
Only Nameless was left on the peak. The other ferocious person had already disappeared.
Zhang Yukun let out a long sigh of relief. "Brother Nameless, you chased him away?"