"Y-Yangshan Fei..." the Card Adept stammered, staring blankly at the man with the blue scar. Suddenly, he snapped to his senses. "So you've come too, honored elder!"
Yangshan Fei grinned. "Am I that old?"
"No, not at all!" The Card Adept shook his head hastily.
"Haha, enough chatter." Yangshan Fei returned to the man in the dark gold mask.
"Su, see? There are plenty of smart people around!" Yangshan Fei chuckled.
The man in the dark gold mask, whom he had called Su, made no response and continued flying at high speed with the main group. The Card Adept cautiously stole a glance at Su, privately guessing at his identity.
Everyone wore a grave expression. This journey was perilous, and none of them knew whether they would survive. The Desert Camp's Card Adepts were savage beyond measure and rarely accepted surrender. Although their main force was resting, hundreds of hunting squads had already begun sweeping the area for scattered Card Adepts. No one had been seen surrendering successfully. They had all been slaughtered to the last man.
After flying for about half an hour, the group finally stopped.
Ahead, a snowy valley was faintly visible.
Snowridge Valley.
The Desert Camp's 76th Company was resting.
Chai Jun, captain of the 76th Company, surveyed his surroundings with satisfaction and smiled. "Good. The intelligence department's terrain reconnaissance was very accurate. Tell everyone to stay sharp. Our mission is to seal off this little valley for five hours. Once the main force has finished resting, ha, we'll settle everything in one stroke and flatten Thousand Lakes City."
The deputy captain beside him laughed as well. "With terrain like this, never mind five hours-we could hold it for eight or ten days without trouble. Besides, there are so many hunting squads nearby ready to support