"How had the Dojo Master come here?"
"Had I lost too much blood and started hallucinating?"
"Was that azure lightning just now created by the Dojo Master?"
Luo Wu Shang and the others stared at the familiar figure beyond the wall, each of them scarcely daring to believe their eyes.
Thirty minutes had already passed. They had all accepted that the mission had failed, thinking that whoever could escape should escape. They had never imagined that Lin Qi, the Dojo Master, would appear—and even open a path to the outside. It was as if a god had descended; they would not have dared dream of such a thing.
"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of our Great Ape Gang?"
Grenta's blood-red eyes fixed dead on Lin Qi. He spoke in the human tongue, his voice icy to the bone and steeped in killing intent.
Although the move Lin Qi had displayed just now was astonishingly destructive, before an army of over a thousand, it was still not enough to matter. At most, a few more people would die.
The thousand-plus Great Ape Gang members present also slowly stepped forward. The archers in the rear raised their bows and aimed at Lin Qi, as though, at a single word from Grenta, they would turn Lin Qi into a pincushion. It was as if the lightning from moments ago had never existed; every one of them brimmed with fighting spirit.
This sight made Luo Wu Shang and the others, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, feel as if they were facing a great enemy once more.
If they had faced over a thousand enemies before, they certainly would have scoffed at them. But after today's battle, they understood what war truly meant.
Even if they were