Guardian of the Strange

Without the Ghost Bridge, Yangguan Path reappeared—and seemed to have become much flatter. It had purely been frightened flat, after all. These people were simply too ferocious.

"What's the situation up ahead? If it's too serious, we'll have to turn back."

Mu Shaoan said this with a beaming smile. He had already gained quite a lot this time and could withdraw at any moment. What, flip the table? Hey, I had already reformed and was preparing to become a King of Pits. Wasn't it all right for me to be his cousin?

09 Sub-Account fell silent. He had to admit that this Mu cousin was harder to deal with than before. Not to mention Fatty Zhang was among them too. Others might not recognize him, and even Mu Shaoan might not know, but 09 Sub-Account had recognized the origins of the Mountain and River Sun and Moon Demon-Slaying Stele at a glance. So if Qin Shu wasn't Fatty Zhang's sub-account, he could change his name to Wolf Wolf Wolf.

"Cousin, don't go too far. Tell me, what benefits do you want?"

09 Sub-Account swiftly changed tactics, his expression turning several degrees more aggrieved.

Seeing this, Mu Shaoan immediately perked up and dared not be careless in the slightest. Even less would he grow complacent just because he had won one round. He had personally experienced how many pits Fatty Zhang could dig. To this day, he had no idea how many losses he had suffered openly and covertly, or how much surplus value had been squeezed out of him. Although the 09 Sub-Account before him was merely a self-liberated, traitorous sub-account, his methods had been inherited from the same lineage as Fatty Zhang's. He absolutely had to beware!

"Lu Miazi once said, 'Home is pleasant for a thousand days, but