"Junior Brother, where are we going?
Why do I feel like this direction isn't quite right?"
Ye Hua voiced her doubts, deeply puzzled.
At that moment, they were galloping along, but their route was worlds apart from what they had agreed on earlier. It left her utterly confused, even somewhat at a loss.
Yet faced with his Senior Sister's question, Ying Ming Hao answered without a moment's thought:
"We need to head to Sandwind Stronghold first!"
With that, he raised his whip and lashed the white steed beneath him hard, urging it into a faster gallop.
"Junior Brother, why have you suddenly changed our plans to go to Sandwind Stronghold?
According to our original plan, we should be heading deep into the mountains and forests!"
Ye Hua was so bewildered that her little head seemed to have turned into an enormous question mark.
Had he changed their route on the spur of the moment?
A cold smile curled Ying Ming Hao's lips as he said icily:
"Naturally, we have important business at Sandwind Stronghold-to raze the entire stronghold to the ground!
Are we supposed to let those bastards hunt us down however they please while we do nothing to fight back and simply sit around waiting to die?
We ought to return the favor with a little 'gift'!"
All of Sandwind Stronghold's top fighters had gone out, leaving little strength behind to defend it. If they did not take revenge now, when would they?!
He was no kindhearted soul. He had always lived by the principle that every grudge must be repaid: if others left him alone, he would leave them alone; if they struck at him, he would strike back!
"Wouldn't that be too risky?"
Ye Hua paused, then worry welled up in her heart. The two of