"Who was it that blasted open the passage ahead just now? Many thanks indeed." Before Ge Fei had even found his footing, he began thanking them. "I took advantage of the Black Tide not having fully closed in yet and barely managed to get through."
As he spoke weakly, he surveyed the people before the mountain path.
The moment he saw Jiang Wang, he visibly shrank back.
Anyone could tell that they had already fought—and that the difference in strength had been clear.
Outside the divine light barrier, the Black Tide churned.
Inside the divine light barrier, Ge Fei was little more than skin and bones.
Facing these prodigies who had reached Central Mountain ahead of him, he was like a poor relation who had run out of the deep mountains and old forests, his eyes yearning for firelight.
By then, Jiang Wang had already walked to the stone stele. Standing not far from Dou Zhao, he casually picked up a Jade Disk and set it into its matching recess.
At the same time, he said to Dou Zhao, "When we ran into each other and fought, it was Wu Ling and Ge Fei's arrangement. Afterward, those two... chased me for a long time."
Ge Fei, as he was now, no longer posed any threat at all. He merely gave a stiff smile at those words, perhaps intending to say something about a misunderstanding, but in the end he said nothing. His gaze fell upon the three remaining Jade Disks atop the stele, and he could not pull it away.
"Sounds like something Wu Ling would do." Dou Zhao said carelessly. "But it wasn't just the two of them. They joined forces with Zhongli Yan and Fan Wushu. They first provoked a fight between us, then went to kill you