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"": "Only when he was a dozen meters away did Fan Jie shakily climb to his feet.
Cold sweat had soaked his clothes through.
His instincts told him... the man in the middle exerted not only more pressure than Old Master Gong, but even more than that being...
Long Liang's eyelids kept twitching. When Fan Jie rolled away, he hurried after him.
Quite a few people around them were watching Fan Jie now, murmuring and pointing.
"Your instincts are keen, Mr. Fan... I'm impressed. Those people aren't ones you want to offend. Even with the Hua Family behind you, and Four-Rules Mountain behind them, you might still be unable to afford crossing them." Long Liang wiped away his sweat.
Fan Jie was startled again.
This damned mouth of mine...
If I really offended people like that, on top of the mistake I made in the Hua Family, wouldn't Old Master Gong hand me straight over?
"Did you think I earned the name Mr. Empty Mountain for nothing? A wise man knows which way the wind blows. You have to know when to bend and when to stand tall if you want to make something of yourself."
Fan Jie brushed the dust off his clothes.
Long Liang forced a smile as he watched the three figures disappear into the distance. He couldn't put it into words, but there was an indescribable pressure, as though something was about to happen.
At around six, Luo Bin reached the small town near Stonewall Mountain, west of Daxiang City.
The town was bustling at this hour. Stalls lined both sides of the road, selling dried scorpions, geckos, and centipedes, as well as snake skins, snake bones, and toad skins.
Some even sold live creatures, all kept in transparent glass