Blood foam kept dripping from the corners of Sikou Jie's mouth, and his face was ashen.
He had once schemed with all his heart, thinking that by mingling among Huang Junchi, Shi Tao, and the other five Transformation Realm martial artists—
With the Four Great Families and the Mountain Gang bound by mutual interests and wary of one another, he would always be able to find a sliver of hope and cling to life.
Yet the short journey from Crow Mountain City to Mountain-Back Village had subjected him to torment like the depths of hell.
The pain in his flesh was one thing. If he endured it, it would eventually pass.
But that pervert Shi Tao actually...
Although, thanks to his earlier attempts at sowing discord, they had begun to guard against Huang Junchi.
But looking at it now, they had never intended to spare him in the first place.
Shi Tao kept him restrained at every moment, leaving him unable to even form the slightest thought of resistance, much less seek a way to escape.
In stark contrast to Sikou Jie's obvious misery and grief, Huang Junchi, clad in brocade robes, remained expressionless. Yet as their steps drew ever closer to Mountain-Back Village, the anxiety in his heart became increasingly unbearable.
According to the letter his daughter Huang Shengnan had left behind, they were hiding in this inconspicuous mountain village.
He knew full well that the Four Great Families and the Mountain Gang had previously only huddled together for warmth under the pull of interests among the Outer City powers.
There had always been countless barriers between them, with mutual suspicion everywhere. There was no true friendship to speak of.
If Shi Tao and the others discovered that only the Huang Family had escaped by sheer luck and preserved