Wang Chonghu hid atop a distant mountain, coldly watching Jun Zi Mo and the others disappear into the distance. His brows carried both fury and helplessness.
This time, he had truly lost the lady and his troops.
Not only had he failed to borrow a knife to kill and eliminate Lu Feng, but he had also lost his chance to take Lu Feng's storage vessel.
The key was that he would have a hard time explaining himself when he returned.
If Lu Feng had died as intended, he could still have claimed it was an accident after he had broken all four limbs;
But now, though the limbs had been broken, he had failed to obtain the storage vessel. No matter how he put it, it would be difficult to explain.
Given Jin Guan Chang Hen and Jin Guan Bai's shrewdness, even if he blamed Jun Zi Mo and Li Jianxin for interfering, he feared he would have a hard time muddling through.
For a moment, Wang Chonghu felt a splitting headache coming on.
At the same time.
At dusk, at the foot of Battle Sect Mountain.
Jun Zi Mo still carried the paralyzed Lu Feng in his arms, carefully climbing the stone steps toward the mountain.
Li Jianxin walked beside him. Looking at Lu Feng's sharply defined face, he hesitated before saying, "Zi Mo, given his current reputation... if we bring him openly into Battle Sect like this, once word gets out, it may bring some trouble upon the sect."
Jun Zi Mo's expression darkened as he snapped, "I'd like to see who dares! It would be better if word got out. I was just worrying that I couldn't find the culprit who hurt my brother!"
Li Jianxin sighed. "Anyone capable of injuring him so badly is certainly no