The next day, at noon.
Near the Mingdou Mountains.
Xuan Zi sat atop a mountain, dressed in black robes.
He tore into chicken drumsticks and gulped fine wine, the bones beside him already piled into a little mound.
Below lay the route both groups of exchange students had to take.
He was lying in wait here to ambush the Sun Moon exchange students!
Seeing that the Sun Moon party still had not arrived,
he grew increasingly agitated.
"Why aren't those Sun Moon bastards here yet? Could they have noticed something? Impossible. My plan is seamless; there's absolutely no way they could know!"
"Just a little longer... a little longer..."
"Sect Master Niu and the others should be here soon, too."
As he pondered,
Xuan Zi suddenly knitted his brows and hastily put away his drumstick and wine.
He leaped behind a rock.
Suppressing his aura, he cautiously poked his head out.
Hundreds of masked figures in black robes like his moved swiftly, concealing themselves in the mountain crevices.
"How strange. Who are these people? Do I actually have allies?" Xuan Zi looked utterly bewildered.
But he soon sensed an evil aura emanating from them.
"Evil Soul Masters!"
"What are they doing here?"
"Could they be here to ambush the Sun Moon exchange students, too?"
"That man is..."
After spotting someone among them, Xuan Zi ducked behind the rock in alarm.
The man he had seen was none other than Long Xiaoyao.
"There's no mistaking it. That fellow is definitely Long Xiaoyao! To think that old bastard is still alive!"
"But why is he mingling with Evil Soul Masters?"
Meanwhile,
the Evil Soul Masters had all taken their positions.
Zhang Peng asked Long Xiaoyao, "Chief Long, is there anything else we need to prepare?"
"I'm only here to hunt down the