Mo Qing and the others seemed to have understood Xu Zimo's intentions.
Quan Shan was the first to act.
With a casual wave of his hand, he seized the old man's grandson.
He let out a sinister chuckle.
"Old man, if you want your grandson to live, tell us everything you know obediently."
At the sight of this, the old man's expression changed drastically.
His body trembled with rage.
"The Peach Blossom Bridge is a place of ill omen. If you want to throw your lives away, I won't stop you."
"Travel east for more than ten li, and you'll see Peach Blossom Bridge."
"At either end of Peach Blossom Bridge, there is a Peach Blossom Forest."
Xu Zimo and the others frowned slightly upon hearing the Old Man's words.
Peach Blossom Bridge was only a dozen or so li away?
At such a close distance, how could they possibly have failed to sense it?
"Old man, I hope you haven't lied to us," Quan Shan continued.
"Why would I lie to you? My father accidentally entered Peach Blossom Bridge back then, and he never returned."
The old man hurriedly explained.
"Later, my son entered it as well, searching for my father, but he too never returned."
"My son was an exceptionally skilled hunter. If even he could not return, then what else could it be but a place of ill omen?"
The Old Man's life had indeed been full of twists and turns.
Both his father and son had vanished at Peach Blossom Bridge, leaving him only a half-grown grandson to raise alone.
Quan Shan released the child.
Yet the child did not seem afraid. His dark, gleaming eyes kept sizing up Xu Zimo and the others.
At last, he even gathered his courage and asked, "Are you immortals?"