The planet He Xuan had chosen as his own grave... oh, no, the planet Pan Zhen had "fled" to was clearly nearing the end of its lifespan. Desertification was severe, without a trace of green in sight. Sand dunes stretched everywhere, yellow rocks carpeted the ground, and compared to other planets, the environment was far harsher.
"I clearly watched him fly here..." Luo Ji looked around, but all he could see was blowing yellow sand and barren rocks. There was not a single person in the surrounding wilderness.
He turned to Hua Zhen and frowned. "Your Highness, there's nothing here. This is far too strange."
"Nothing here?" Hua Zhen took two steps forward and gave a low chuckle. "Why does what I see look different? Hmm... there are nearly ten thousand people lying in ambush."
"With our numbers..." As he spoke, he glanced behind him and clicked his tongue. "Tsk, only a little over a hundred of us. The difference in strength is enormous."
Leaving aside how his prince had known there were people lying in ambush here, Luo Ji was utterly confused by the latter half of his words. He backed toward He Xuan while cautiously reminding Hua Zhen, "Y-Your Highness, aren't you mistaken? Didn't Lord He Xuan bring more than three hundred men?"
"Oh, him..."
Thud!
Luo Ji was still waiting for Hua Zhen to continue when a muffled impact suddenly erupted behind him. Immediately afterward, he felt an enormous killing intent lock onto his entire body. His eyes widened. Before he could turn around, he saw Gus charging toward him.
Clang!
A piercing clash exploded beside Luo Ji's ears, making him instinctively duck his head. When he recovered a moment later and looked up, he saw Gus's cold, stern face. Frost seemed to radiate from Gus's eyes