Chapter 363 A Catastrophe Loomed on the Horizon

• That night, in a dilapidated part of town with no security or surveillance, Karen and her son hid out in an old building, accompanied by Winthrop.
• Blood dripped steadily from the corner of Winthrop's mouth as he stumbled up the stairs, his face pale and still reflecting the shock and fear he had experienced. He hadn't dared to rest even for a moment during the entire escape.
• Winthrop, a seasoned fighter from a secluded sect, had never encountered such brutal combat before. His arrogance and sense of superiority had always made him value his life above all else. In his mind, only someone of the highest caliber—a Celestial Master—could strike from a distance and harm him so deeply.