Master Shan emerged from Bamboo Mountain, only to find the outskirts far livelier than he had imagined. Torches blazed throughout the Cloud Valley area as people hunted down an intruder.
Master Shan knew his identity was unusual. Few people in all of Wangqiao Base knew he existed, and if he showed himself rashly, he might cause a misunderstanding and be attacked.
Master Shan naturally had no interest in doing something so foolish. He quickly wondered whether the invading scout had really escaped Bamboo Mountain and returned to the Cloud Valley area.
With that question on his mind, Master Shan soon found Old Wang. Perhaps only Old Wang could explain what was going on.
Old Wang looked busy, assigning troops and ordering every crossroads and checkpoint to be guarded. They had to find the intruder.
"Keep your eyes peeled, damn it! I don't care what it takes—even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find that damn intruder!"
Old Wang's voice rang out, and he was fully committed to the task. Under his direction, the entire Cloud Valley area's forces were well organized and looked rather elite.
Master Shan didn't show himself openly. Instead, he secretly contacted Old Wang and signaled for him to meet at a certain place.
Old Wang naturally wouldn't refuse Master Shan's summons. After giving his men a few instructions, he hurried off alone to the place Master Shan had indicated.
"Master Shan, you were moving too fast earlier. I followed you as far as the Bamboo Mountain area, then lost track of you. So I took the liberty of returning to our territory, mobilizing our people, and guarding every road and checkpoint, to keep that intruder from slipping away in the chaos."
That golden tiger had moved like a gust of wind. It