Terrifying Ridge.
I hadn't expected Little Demon to lead us to Terrifying Ridge so quickly.
I was very familiar with this place.
It was just that its name had now been changed to Sacred Mountain.
Actually, I still preferred Terrifying Ridge. Sacred Mountain had been used to death; everywhere loved calling itself Sacred Mountain.
I didn't quite understand why Zeng Dajiang had renamed Terrifying Ridge Sacred Mountain. Did he want to become a saint himself?
I had no desire to be a saint. Using sainthood to glorify myself would only make my life exhausting and miserable.
Little Demon was somewhat excited, and his pace quickened considerably.
But when we reached the foot of Sacred Mountain, Little Demon stopped, and we stopped with him.
Because a group of people had blocked our path.
I recognized the man at the front. Of course, I couldn't recall his name; it seemed he had never told me his name, either.
I had never forgotten him or the vintage car behind him.
"Mr. Jiang, we meet again." He stepped forward, completely ignoring Little Demon. He looked at me with a faint smile on his face.
But then his gaze drifted toward the guy we had captured and the doctor's corpse tucked under Ying Gou's arm.
Ying Gou and Qianqian looked perfectly calm. Little Demon, on the other hand, grabbed the man. "Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"
The man merely raised a hand, and Little Demon was thrown aside. Little Demon wanted to rush forward again, but two of the other side's men immediately restrained him.
Ying Gou did not make a move. He simply watched quietly.
"Mr. Jiang, you know them?" Little Demon asked. I gave a slight nod.
The man said, "Mr. Jiang, my doctor asked me to invite you