# Chapter 1123: Favor
The escaping man shouted loudly about their positions as he ran forward, and within a few seconds, twenty or thirty people had gathered nearby.
Lin Qin made an instant decision, grabbing Doctor Zhao and running, but Doctor Zhao insisted on taking the already mentally scattered Han Yimo with them.
Xiaoxiao couldn't argue with him, so she picked up Han Yimo and slung him over her shoulder before quickly retreating with the others.
Countless people began to converge behind them. Neither Doctor Zhao nor Lin Qin were good at running, and Xiaoxiao was carrying Han Yimo while also having wounded her own thigh. They were caught up quickly.
Almost all of the pursuers were holding wooden clubs and iron bars they had picked up from the ground, continuously swinging at the four of them.
Xiaoxiao was at the back. In desperation, she randomly used her "Frame" ability to transfer the blows landing on her body elsewhere. But strangely, the pursuers behind her seemed completely unaffected, while Han Yimo on her shoulder cried out more and more miserably.
"I can't take it anymore..." Han Yimo called out weakly. "Boss lady, maybe you should just put me down... Why does it hurt more the farther we run?"
"I can't do that!" Xiaoxiao shouted. "If I weren't carrying you, you'd be dead by now! Don't worry, almost all the attacks aimed at us have been 'framed' away!"
"If they've all been 'framed' away... why am I still in so much pain?" Han Yimo asked.
"Oh, that's because my 'Frame' isn't one hundred percent effective. The success rate is about sixty percent. If it hurts, it's probably because the remaining forty percent of attacks landed on you." Xiaoxiao explained seriously as she ran.
Han Yimo raised his hand to protect his head, blocking attacks while admiring her in disbelief.
If sixty percent of the attacks had been redirected and it still hurt this much, it meant the actual number of attacks was even greater than what he felt. But he was still sure he had never been in such pain in his entire life. It felt like every bone in his body had been broken.
When the many pursuers realized that none of the strikes landing on Xiaoxiao were slowing her down, the leader quickly understood. "She has an 'Echo'! Don't hit her! Hit the ones in front!"
The people behind heard this but didn't understand whether "her" referred to the one running or the one being carried. They only heard "hit the ones in front," so they quickened their pace, bypassed Xiaoxiao and Han Yimo, and instantly surrounded Doctor Zhao and Lin Qin.
Before the two could even process what was happening, they saw wooden clubs and iron bars already flying toward them.
A real melee was never like in action movies—a series of one-on-one fights. It was exactly what was happening now: everyone swarming in, launching deadly attacks at their heads and legs.
If you got hit once, you got hit again. Under such an onslaught, ordinary people had no way to break free.
At the critical moment, the two saw a flash before their eyes. A young boy suddenly appeared in front of them.
His arrival had no warning. It was as if he had pushed through the air itself and descended, or as if he had been standing there all along but had only just become visible.
"Oh? That looks lively." A clean, youthful voice rang out, startling the surrounding crowd.
"Huh?!" Doctor Zhao instantly recognized him. "Jin Yuanxun...!!"
The sudden appearance of the boy caused the encircling crowd to pause for a moment, their attacks halting briefly.
"Don't talk yet. Come with me." Jin Yuanxun grabbed both of their arms, and the three vanished from the spot.
At that moment, the man who had escaped earlier—the one who could make his body intangible—pushed through the crowd and arrived. Seeing that Lin Qin and Doctor Zhao had disappeared, he quickly realized something. "They said they had teammates! Their teammates must have come to rescue them!"
"Damn it..." another man said. "These chaotic 'rebels.' Let's just beat them all to death!"
The crowd turned around and saw that Lin Qin and Doctor Zhao had only been teleported a few steps away to an empty patch of ground. It seemed that the boy's sudden disappearance ability wasn't all that powerful.
"Kill them!" The crowd grew chaotic again.
But almost at the same time, an explosive sound rang out from the other side of the crowd, like a missile hitting the ground.
Everyone looked up and saw several "Supporters" being knocked into the air by a large man. The other "Supporters" in front of this man saw the terrifying scene and fell back, leaving a small open space.
"What the hell... It's a mess. I didn't hit the wrong person, did I?" Zhang Shan's coarse voice rang out.
Lin Qin fixed her gaze. Behind Zhang Shan was a team of more than twenty people, many of them familiar faces.
Even if they didn't recognize the faces, the "Supporters" could feel that this group's presence was unusual.
Chu Tianqiu walked forward with his coat draped over his shoulders, a casual expression on his face. "Zhang Shan, don't you need to rest a bit more?"
"Hell, do I need rest? I feel as fresh as a morning right now. Refreshed and alert," Zhang Shan said. "But what was that 'Cangjie Chess' you mentioned earlier...? I only have a vague impression, but I can't remember the specifics at all."
Chu Tianqiu smiled lightly at this. "If we live through today, I'll bring two cans of beer, and we can talk about it over a drink."
"Haha, deal." Zhang Shan nodded.
Zhang Shan stepped aside, and Chu Tianqiu began walking forward. As soon as he moved, the crowd behind him followed.
The immense pressure from this group forced the many "Supporters" to retreat again and again.
Yun Yao walked beside him, glancing impatiently at the surroundings, and sighed. "Chu Tianqiu, I'm telling you now, I'm not a member of 'Heaven's Mouth.' I'm just here to find Tiantian. Once I find her, I'm leaving immediately."
"No problem." Chu Tianqiu nodded, then turned his head. "Li Xiangling, you and Zhang Shan take the lead. We need to rendezvous with the leader of this rebellion as soon as possible."
"Got it!" A dark-skinned, pretty girl sprang out from behind Chu Tianqiu, holding a long staff in her hand. "This is way too easy."
Chu Tianqiu looked back at Jin Yuanxun. "You take Doctor Zhao to the destination. I think I have an idea of what 'Jidao' is planning."
"Alright, bro."
Lin Qin watched this scene in confusion. Although these people had saved her life, what did this have to do with "Heaven's Mouth"?
Many members of "Heaven's Mouth" had come to support them, including Xu Liunian, Little Glasses, Wen Qiaoyun, and even Yun Yao, who had long announced her withdrawal from "Heaven's Mouth."
"Chu Tianqiu..." Lin Qin asked cautiously. "Is there something here that attracts you?"
"Attracts me?" Chu Tianqiu smiled as he looked at Lin Qin. "Why do you say that?"
"I just don't understand your motive for being here."
"Then don't overthink it." Chu Tianqiu brushed past Lin Qin and said calmly, "I'm here to repay a favor of two 'words' to Yan Zhichun."