Evil Ridge was not far from Tanhan.
After several days of travel, they finally arrived at the foot of Evil Ridge one evening, before the sun had fully set.
Though it was called Evil Ridge, it had to be an oasis in the Gobi if it could support a band of horse bandits. The surroundings were even somewhat pleasant, bearing no resemblance to its name.
Whether it was Gu Changqing, burning for revenge, or Meng Qi, who was likewise filled with rage, both had remained silent along the way.
Even Zhen Hui's repeated attempts to speak did little to ease the atmosphere. It was stiflingly oppressive.
As if they were gathering strength, accumulating it without end.
"Senior Brother, although many of the notorious bandits have gone down the mountain to lie low, didn't the information say that Evil Ridge still had plenty of ordinary horse bandits?"
Zhen Hui could not help asking.
The matter had begun because of him. Gu Changqing's entire family had also been slaughtered because he had helped rescue him, so Zhen Hui was naturally determined to come along.
"Don't worry. As long as our infiltration methods are good enough, we can kill the ringleader."
Xu Yue replied to Zhen Hui, rubbing the little monk's bald head with a kindly expression.
"That's right. Although there are many horse bandits, they surely won't expect us to come knocking on their door and walk into their trap. We just need to use other methods to distract them when the time comes, such as setting fires."
Though Meng Qi had decided to seek revenge, he was still fairly cautious. He had already vaguely formed a plan in his mind.
They would first use the cover of night to ambush some isolated patrols and force them to reveal the situation inside.