At the edge of the Tempest Domain.
Coordinates B-486-26SX, on the surface of a desolate planet rarely touched by human presence.
Chen Li stared at the burning campfire before him, his gaze sinister.
A group of Chen Family disciples sat around the fire, travel-worn and covered in dust.
The traces of their flight were vividly apparent on every one of them.
The only one who still looked somewhat presentable
was Chen Kou, whose hands and feet were bound in crystal shackles, his face vacant and foolish.
Time trickled by amid the silence.
Only the occasional crackle of the campfire could be heard.
Finally, one Chen Family disciple could no longer endure it and could not help but ask:
"Third Elder, how much longer do we have to keep running?"
"I can't hold on much longer... Why don't we—why don't we surrender to the Overlord Army?"
"Surrender?" Chen Li turned at the words, his eyes flashing with vicious light.
"Surrender to what?"
"Are you going to admit to those false accusations and acknowledge those fabricated charges?!"
"But... but the old Chen Family is already gone..." The Chen Family disciple who had spoken wore a miserable expression.
"Now the new Chen Family has been taken over by the forces under Brocade Boots Warlord Lu Li, with the Overlord Army from the Neptune Domain assisting them..."
"With nothing but defeated remnants like us, there's no way we can turn this around!"
"You can't twist an arm against a thigh, Third Elder!"
"If we surrender and prove our worth, the Overlord Army might not kill us."
"But if we keep fleeing like this, we'll definitely end up dead!"
Chen Li's expression turned icy, and he said nothing.
His chest merely rose as he drew in a deep breath.
The Chen Family disciple who had