Chen Han's words were irrefutable proof, the final nail in the coffin. Gu Ming had colluded with the Mad Saber Sect, secretly imprisoning countless innocent civilians. Though the exact reason was unknown, there had to be some shameful profit motive behind it.
The Mad Saber Sect had sent people to set Dream Red Pavilion ablaze and destroy the evidence. Then, after the Mad Saber Sect had been thrown into chaos, Gu Ming had retaliated, killing ten of Dream Red Pavilion's disciples in one fell swoop. All the clues now fit together perfectly.
Gu Ming's silhouette gradually came into focus as he rapidly closed in. He was only ten feet away.
Only by escaping can we truly save him. With time running out, Feng En urged them on.
Jiang Shuo glanced at Chen Han, reluctant to leave him behind, then continued forward with Feng En. If they delayed any longer, no one would escape. Gu Ming's crimes would be buried, and he would remain the highly respected Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Sect.
They rounded a corner, where a cool night breeze brushed against them. The exit was now in sight. Their spirits lifted, and they sped up even more, reaching the exit in the blink of an eye. Just as they were about to rush out, a long saber suddenly swept in from the side.
Jiang Shuo was fleeing for his life and had never imagined there would be an ambush at the exit. By the time he saw it, he could no longer stop.
"Look out!" Feng En reacted in a flash, thrusting out a hand to block Jiang Shuo's chest and stop him. Then he yanked Jiang Shuo's clothes, ducking his head, and the two of them rolled along the ground beneath the blade.
Breathing in the