At the heart of the forest, a group of men in black surrounded the entire Zhou Family Convoy, bristling with menace.
Jun Wangchen took a closer look and discovered that the newcomers were also all peak human tier martial artists, with a handful of yellow tier martial artists among them. Their average strength far exceeded that of the Zhou Family Convoy.
Zhou De's face darkened. He looked at the burly man in black robes leading them and snapped, "I wondered who would dare intercept the Zhou Family Convoy this late at night. So it's you rabble from the Wang Family. Looks like the lesson we taught you back then wasn't enough. You're itching for another beating."
His voice betrayed no fear, but his heart was heavy with dread.
The Wang Family had sent so many experts this time that they clearly intended to keep them from leaving. With the strength they currently had, escaping would be difficult.
When Ahu and the others heard that the newcomers belonged to the Wang Family, their expressions changed dramatically.
They had thought this mission would involve nothing more than fending off a few bandits. Who could have expected the Wang Family to intercept them midway? Judging by the force they had brought, these were clearly no easy opponents. They were in serious trouble.
"Zhou De, after all these years, your tongue is still just as venomous." The burly leader's voice grated on the ears, and his face was filled with murderous intent.
The wind swept the clouds aside, and moonlight spilled down again, revealing the burly man's savage face.
"Wang Dacui?" Zhou De's pupils contracted, disbelief filling his face. "I knocked you off a cliff back then. How are you still alive?"
"Dead? How could I die so easily before seeing you die in