In truth, it made no difference whether they agreed or not. With disaster bearing down on them, Meng Zhao had no intention of turning back. Even if they tried to force him, what could they do? It was not as though they could subdue this formidable, unfathomable young man in such a short time.
Besides, he still had a treasure whose true nature remained unknown. Though Gan Mingfeng was injured and in poor condition, it was not as if he was completely useless. With the Seven Star Tower's supreme arts, keeping one person occupied would not be a problem.
Most crucially, Min Tao strongly approved of the proposal, splitting the group of four from within at once.
If the four of them could not even unite their hearts and efforts, then naturally they could not force Meng Zhao into making any other choice.
After putting forward the idea, Meng Zhao paid no heed to what the others thought. He dragged Gan Mingfeng toward the direction blanketed in white mist, shooting forward like an arrow and stirring gusts of fierce wind in his wake.
Seeing Meng Zhao charge ahead so boldly, Min Tao was unwilling to lag behind and immediately used his lightness skill to pursue him.
From beginning to end, Min Tao had been the most resolute among the group of four. Before learning of Gan Mingfeng's existence, he had even considered carving out a mountain path himself. Beyond his temperament, it was also because he possessed formidable methods and trump cards of his own.
Xu Tingyun followed next. He knew Meng Zhao's capabilities, and he could also see that Gan Mingfeng was really nothing more than a puppet in Meng Zhao's hands. If he left Meng Zhao's side, what might happen to him in the vast Lishou Mountain was