Sigh, what did the Xiantian Elder want to do? He was only a lowly Houtian Martial Artist—did he dare resist?
Qian Zhenghao was filled with complaints and defiance, but he did not reveal the slightest unwillingness on his face. Instead, he smiled at Qian Ying, then turned and asked Chen Mo again, "Senior Brother Li Mo, did you finish setting up and securing the rope this morning?"
There was no helping it. If he did not confirm it, he truly could not put his mind at ease.
Chen Mo nodded expressionlessly. "Don't worry. It's tied very securely; there won't be any problems. Everyone needs to cross, so it wouldn't do if it weren't secure."
Though there was something implied in those words, Qian Zhenghao understood. The rope was sturdy and there would be no problem. Everyone had to use it, so no one would tamper with it.
After understanding, Qian Zhenghao said nothing more. He darted forward, stepped onto the rope, and raced directly toward the other side of the gorge. As for the black mist beneath his feet, he did not dare look at it. If he fell, he would simply be dead.
Fortunately, he crossed the gorge smoothly without any issues. Once across, he stood on the opposite side and waved at Qian Ying.
Qian Ying had made him cross first specifically to test the rope's safety. Thus, the first thing Qian Zhenghao did after crossing was wave to let him know. Shouting at the top of his lungs would have been rather embarrassing.
Seeing Qian Zhenghao cross safely, Qian Ying smiled and said to Zhou Zixing, "Elder Zhou, I'll go on ahead and wait for you on the other side."
"Alright." Zhou Zixing nodded in agreement.
Qian Ying did not wait any longer. He leaped onto the