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Luo Ping's gaze suddenly froze, and his icy voice cut in abruptly. "No!"
He snapped his gaze up toward Cheng Wenge above. "You... how are you here?!"
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Only three days had passed since the incident at the Heaven Dou Chen Residence.
The Chen Clan's stronghold was in Fasinuo Province, ten thousand li away. Even if word had been sent immediately, even if they had flown through the sky day and night without stopping...
Luo Ping's words poured ice water over the fire in Luo Derun's heart. The seething, lifeless shadows suddenly faltered.
Indeed!
Perched high atop the rock, Cheng Wenge scoffed. "Was that so hard to guess?"
He pointed toward the layers upon layers of dark gray mountains at the other end of Monkey Mountain, stretching deep into the clouds and mist. "Beyond Monkey Mountain lie the Tianling Mountains. Make it through those..."
His gaze shifted toward the hazy mountain silhouettes farther away. "And you'll reach Tosk Province."
"You've gone to all this trouble to flee this way because you want to slip through that territory and back into your rat hole beneath the Eastern Great Rift, don't you?"
Though Cheng Wenge's understanding was mistaken, his words pierced like lightning through the greatest doubt in Luo Derun and his nephew's minds-why their enemies had been waiting ahead of them.
It was all because the general direction of their escape... had been predicted.
Luo Ping's eyes jolted, his pupils shrinking abruptly to pinpricks. Without the slightest hesitation, he cried, "They're stalling for time! Fourth Uncle, retreat!"
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The instant the word "retreat" rang through the narrow gorge-
A chilling wind rose overhead.
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