Opening the tent’s front entrance, Long Hua gets out of it with Tian Cheng, and quickly begins to pack the items away.
“Hm?”
Looking at Long Hua’s unusual behavior, Li Zi Xiang narrows her eyes, and asks—
“Long-laoban—being in such a hurry, is something wrong?”
“If you really think something is wrong, then you’re welcome to do the same.”
“…”
Suddenly recalling the incident that happened in the first ruins, where Long Hua had left everyone to fall down a trap platform, Li Zi Xiang raises a frown.
“…”
Thinking of the same incident, Shao Tianming presses his brows together.
“…Pack up.”
Upon Ye Chen muttering this, Li Xue and Qing Yue begin to dismantle their tents.
And following Qing Yue’s actions—
“…Start packing.”
“Un.”
The nearby Moon Guards did the same.
“You seem to be recalling an unpleasant memory.”
Towards Wang Yongning’s remark, Shao Tianming nods, and replies—
“We’re following him. Start packing up.”
“Very well.”
Turning to Hui’er and Zhang Yong, Wang Yongning gestures with his thumb.
“What’s going on?”
“Hm?”
If it was only one group beginning to pack up, it wouldn’t have attracted the others’ attention, but as more people begin to do the same, those who haven’t can’t help but feel concerned.
“…”
With a frown on his face, the captain of Shen Le’s office, Teng Hao presses his ear to the ground.
Straining his ear, and blotting out the sound of the rain that is hitting the trees’ crowns, Teng Hao knits his brows together tightly.
Momentarily, he abruptly raises his head with a pale complexion, and remarks—
“…There’s people headed our way.”
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“Couldn’t it be just been another group? What’s the point in being so concerned?”
Shaking his head, Teng Hao answers—
“They seem to be in a hurry. There’s no reason for them to be in such a rush, especially in this weather, unless…”
“…If they’re in such a hurry, they could be running away from something.”
Rising to a stand, Duanmu Chen calls for the others to begin packing up.
And in the same instance—
“Right then, people, good luck.”
Having packed everything away, Long Hua and Tian Cheng head west.
Soon after, Ye Chen and the others followed their footprints to catch up—with the Moon Guards, being the next group to follow.
From there, it’s the Ashen River Hall, and Shen Le’s group.
………
Dashing through the muddy forest—
“Long-laoban, how did you discover them so quickly?”
Towards Shen Le’s question, Long Hua answers—
“Technology really is convenient, isn’t it?”
“Uh?”
In response to these words, Wang Yongning says—
“Let me guess, a drone of some kind?”
“Correct.”
“How are you getting a connection out here?”
Continuing to move, Long Hua simply answers—
“Some drones don’t use Wi-Fi or Bluetooth.”
Leaving things at that, Long Hua is just about to raise his movement speed; however—
*Boom!!!* an explosion goes off in the far distance—from the direction that they had come from, causing everyone to halt their movements.
“…”
In response to the explosion, Gui Lian, the vice-captain of Shen Le’s group narrows her eyes in an unusual manner, prior to asking—
“Didn’t they say, there weren’t any dangers in this ruin?”
Shaking his head, Ye Chen replies—
“Forget it, keep running.”
Without looking behind them any further, the group continues to move.
And rather quickly, they see another group in the far distance.
“Hm?”
“What are you all in a hurry for?”
“…”
Ignoring this question, Long Hua runs right pass the camp site, and continues to run towards the general direction of another group.
………
Further back—
“Dammit!”
Cursing aloud, Duanmu Chen evades the attack of a practitioner.
“There’s too many of them, retreat!”
Just as the weapon spirits begin to make a break for it, the practitioners of the Ling Yuan family shout—
“Give chase!”
“Do not let them get away!”
Due to the Leng Bing Realm’s laws, the words spoken by the practitioners are incomprehensible to the weapon spirits; however, the tone used by the practitioners is far from friendly—making it easy to interpret their potential meaning.
“I see footprints.”
“Track it!”
Amidst this chaos, a few practitioners rush ahead of the pack.
“…”
Seeing this, Qing Ming Yang frowns, and looks to Lin Yu Heng, to suggest—
“Lin-xiong, stick close.”
“I know.”
Turning to address the others, Qing Ming Yang shouts—
“That goes for all of you as well! Again, do not get careless!”
In actuality, Qing Ming Yang couldn’t wait for some of these individuals to get careless and begin dying off, so that he could plunder their pouches for himself. However, as the leader of this investigation, he has an image to maintain.
“Follow me!”
Leading a pack of practitioners with Lin Yu Heng, Qing Ming Yang heads in the direction of his marker.
(I’ve no idea why that Chen Shi family’s little girl is here in this forest, but today she must die!)
………
Sliding to a halt, Long Hua stops at the edge of a cliff.
“Hmm.”
Looking down from where he is, Long Hua raises a frown.
In the same instance, the people behind him also slid to a halt—with a few among them nearly slipping off the edge due to the muddy terrain.
Staring down at the bottom of the cliff, a member of Shen Le’s office, Ling Yi asks—
“What now?”
Not a single person thought it to be wise to head back in the direction that they had come from—due to the ongoing sound of violent clashes.
“This way.”
Taking the lead, Tian Cheng turns right and dashes off.
According to the images—that she is receiving from the drone, there should be a pathway down if they move in this direction.
“Move it.”
Without any hesitation, Long Hua goes after Tian Cheng.
“…Well?”
“…”
Not having much of a choice, the others chase after them.