"Oh? From what Brother Gan says, this place seems to hold something unusual that has made you quite nervous."
Seeing Peng Haibing's impatience, Lu Hou'er hastily shot him a look, then took the initiative to speak, probing Gan Mingfeng.
As far as he knew, Gan Mingfeng was actually the key figure in Xu Tingyun and the others' expedition into the mountain this time. Perhaps even Meng Zhao had to rely on his familiarity with Lishou Mountain to enter it.
Two years ago, had the man truly fled Lishou Mountain in such panic, leaving without gaining anything?
Or had he already obtained some fortuitous opportunity two years ago, but lacked the strength to act on it and thus kept it hidden, even from Meng Zhao? Now that the Town Evil Golden Hall's space had shattered and everyone had been scattered, had he seized the chance to come here and claim the opportunity within?
It was a bold yet quite reasonable guess. Otherwise, Lu Hou'er truly found it difficult to imagine how Gan Mingfeng had found this place and treated it as his own territory.
Lishou Mountain was vast beyond measure. Once one went deep into its depths, it connected with the Fengshan Mountain Range, stretching boundlessly onward. This place was inconspicuous too, with nothing particularly remarkable about it.
Gan Mingfeng snorted. A black lotus flickered in and out of sight between his brows, while beyond his body rose and fell the phantom of a great cauldron, emanating an imposing aura capable of suppressing the four extremities of the Divine Land. He said, "Why ask when you already know, you two? One look is enough to tell that something unusual lies ahead. Or do you think I am alone and no match for the two of you, so you mean to bully