On a rugged trail in the Sun Moon Mountains, Long Yuan was sprinting at full speed with Di Fan in tow.
More than twenty masked men were hot on their heels.
Long Yuan looked back and shouted, "Why are you chasing me?"
The masked men said nothing, only quickening their pace.
Long Yuan shouted again, "Who are you people?"
The lead masked man threw out a kitchen knife and said in a muffled voice, "You really talk too much."
The kitchen knife skimmed past Long Yuan's body and embedded itself in a chunk of granite weighing over ten tons.
Boom!
The granite was split in two by the kitchen knife and crashed to the ground with a bang.
A casually thrown kitchen knife had such power... Di Fan couldn't help but feel inwardly alarmed at the sight.
It seemed these masked men behind them were not to be underestimated.
"Since we can't get away anyway, I should make sure to ask everything I need to ask." Long Yuan calmly turned back and continued shouting, "Let me guess. You're Nether Lord's men?"
"Not bad. You figured out our identities so quickly." The lead masked man let out a cold laugh.
So they really were Nether Lord's men... Long Yuan thought to himself.
He and Di Fan had only entered the Sun Moon Mountains half a day ago, yet Nether Lord's people had already found them...
It seemed there really was one of Nether Lord's informants by his side.
Seeing that Long Yuan had fallen silent, the masked man advised in a muffled voice, "Since you know you can't escape, why struggle? Come back with me obediently. You might even keep your life."
Hearing this, Long Yuan stopped and slowly turned around. "When I said someone couldn't escape, I meant you."
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