"Damn you—Dou Zhao!"
"Dou Xiao'er! Don't you dare run! Are you even human?!"
"Don't let this lord catch you—"
Zhongli Yan cursed at the top of his lungs amid the mountain forest, an endless torrent of abuse spraying saliva three thousand feet.
He cursed until flocks of birds took flight, beasts fled, and the woods trembled.
Naturally, none of it could keep Dou Zhao behind.
Yet this thoroughly satisfying tirade did not last as long as one might have imagined. It abruptly stopped in an instant.
Just as Zhongli Yan reached the best part of his cursing, he sprang away, flying in the direction opposite Dou Zhao's. The corners of his mouth curled up as well.
He reached into his robes with his left hand and pulled out another compass. After checking the direction, he accelerated.
Dou Xiao'er had snatched a fake compass. Go eat dust!
Did he think Offering Valley military methods were some kind of joke?
After tangling with him for so many years, how could he not know Dou Xiao'er's way of doing things?
Deliberately leaving a fake compass at his back waist was what they called "using an empty bait to invite a thief"—that bastard really was no good. He came right up and stole, and robbed!
Ren Qiuli naturally would not be hiding within Yue Kingdom. Neither Gao Zheng nor Wen Jingxiu would dare allow such a thing to happen—even though, for a long time, Southern Dipper Hall had indeed been one of Yue Kingdom's backers. Even though Southern Dipper Hall's continued existence was in Yue Kingdom's interests, no one in Yue Kingdom, from top to bottom, dared utter a word about this matter.
Three-Part Fragrance Pavilion's [Peach Blossom Spring] could become the noose around Southern Dipper Hall's neck. If they were not sufficiently cautious,