Captured

"Let's go," Zhu Tong said with a cold snort. "I refuse to believe we won't find an opportunity!" Luo Yang chuckled. "Boss, I think that opportunity will be coming back very soon. Someone wants to kill Yin Kuang even more than we do." Luo Yang plucked a thin white strand of hair from his clothes and let the morning breeze carry it away. Yesterday, he had stayed behind to wait for the White-Haired Witch and told her that Yin Kuang had killed Zhuo Yihang. At the time, the greatly agitated White-Haired Witch had wanted to kill Luo Yang to vent her anger, but Luo Yang had preserved his life by promising to keep her informed of Yin Kuang's whereabouts.

Zhu Tong nodded, then added, "When the time comes, all of you had better give it everything you've got. Don't drag your feet. If the White-Haired Witch gets the Phoenix-Breaking Hairpin first... hmph!" With that, her figure vanished with a whoosh. Luo Yang said, "I refuse to believe it. No matter how formidable the White-Haired Witch is, can't the few of us take her down if we attack with all our strength? If not, we might as well find a block of tofu and smash ourselves to death on it... Hey, hey! Wait for me! Seriously, you didn't even let me finish."

Before his grumbling could fade, his figure had already vanished without a trace.

Yet, just as Luo Yang had said, someone was even more eager than they were to deal with Yin Kuang and seize the Phoenix-Breaking Hairpin. Half an incense stick after Zhu Tong's group left, a strange swirl of black-and-white smoke drifted out of the forest and gathered into a cloud within the temporary campsite. When the cloud dispersed, the White-Haired Witch, dressed in black and with