"But with you in this condition, how can we possibly rest easy?"
Jiang Zhizhou looked at Yang Qing, whose complexion had grown drastically worse, and his heart ached.
Yet Yang Qing still shook his head. "It's all right. Getting out is what matters."
Bu Er hoisted Yang Qing onto his back. "Young master, bear with it a little longer. We're leaving now!"
Jiang Zhizhou guarded Bu Er from behind, and the two quickened their pace.
Another incense stick's worth of time passed as they pressed onward.
Yang Qing's face grew paler and paler, his breathing weaker and weaker, sending waves of pain through Bu Er's heart.
Were they truly going to be trapped here until they died this time?
Just then, Jiang Zhizhou's expression sharpened as he followed behind.
He swiftly surveyed their surroundings, then crouched down to examine the passage ahead.
"Young Master Jiang, have you discovered something?"
Bu Er watched Jiang Zhizhou's movements and asked in puzzlement.
"This mountain passage slopes upward, and the wind in the cave is coming from above. In my judgment, the exit can't be far away."
Hearing Jiang Zhizhou's analysis, Bu Er was overjoyed.
If things were truly as Jiang Zhizhou said, they could get out of this Mountain Cave, and Yang Qing could be saved.
Once they were out, they would be able to find a way.
"Then let's hurry."
With that, Bu Er strode forward with Yang Qing on his back.
But they had only taken a few steps when they heard indistinct sounds coming from outside.
After listening closely, Bu Er's expression changed.
Jiang Zhizhou recognized them too, and his brows knitted tightly. "It's the Mo Brothers."
Who would have thought that after all their twists and turns, they would end up running into that group again?
Anger surged in