"Me?"
Faced with Wang Zheng's question, Ye Lin did not answer. Instead, he made a beckoning gesture, and Azure Frost appeared in his hand.
Though he said nothing, Ye Lin's meaning was already perfectly clear.
"Well done, fellow Daoist. Be careful once you get inside. I have a feeling everyone in there is a violent criminal. There's no need to capture them—kill them on the spot."
"My thoughts exactly."
Ye Lin and Wang Zheng exchanged a glance, then slipped into the mountain range together.
"Wait for us."
The two Zhao Xing brothers stepped forward as well, vanishing into the fog in the blink of an eye.
Only Liu Su remained standing where he was.
"Damn it, I only came here to make a little profit, not to risk my life."
"You're all so reckless. Are you really not afraid of dying?"
Watching the four men decisively enter the mist, Liu Su stamped his feet in fury.
He was the one who had discovered this place, and calling for reinforcements had also been his idea.
Moreover, there had been six Daluo Golden Immortals in the city that had been slaughtered earlier.
That meant Dark Cloud Mountain contained no fewer than six Daluo Golden Immortals.
And that was still a conservative estimate.
Charging in just like that—were they really not afraid of capsizing in a gutter?
After lingering in place for quite some time, Liu Su looked around and saw that no reinforcements had arrived. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and enter Dark Cloud Mountain.
Seeing that everyone else had gone in, the greed in his heart began to stir.
At this moment, greed outweighed fear.
"Fellow Daoist, stay safe. Once this matter is settled, I'll treat you to a drink."
Inside Dark Cloud Mountain, the fog was