Cao Xianming hurriedly had the women in the convoy come forward and help Yang Fei out.
Yang Fei's legs had gone weak, and she was practically dragged out.
Her teeth were still chattering.
Her whole body shook like a leaf.
"Corpse Ancestor..."
Cao Xianming was about to speak, wanting to offer a defense for Yang Fei.
To his surprise, Jiang Chen spoke first.
"She was merely bewitched by the Netherworld Ancient Tree."
With that, he turned and walked into the Military Camp Palace.
The great iron gate slammed shut.
Bang!
The sound carried far through the night.
Whew.
Only then did Cao Xianming's legs give out, and he dropped onto his backside.
He truly hadn't expected a woman to nearly get him killed!
Everyone in the entire convoy had nearly lost their lives!
Fortunately, Jiang Chen seemed to need the Survival Convoy to do something and hadn't taken his anger out on them.
Cao Xianming also had some idea of what Jiang Chen wanted to do.
But that guess made him even more uneasy.
From then on, the Survival Convoy tightened its management.
Cao Xianming issued an absolute order...
No one was to approach Jiang Chen's Military Camp Palace!
In truth, everyone knew that with that earth dragon nearby, no one could approach if Jiang Chen didn't want them to.
But the order had to be given.
It was a statement of his stance.
After the farce ended, Cao Xianming returned to his tent.
He sat in the darkness.
Motionless.
He began thinking things over and over.
Jiang Chen had said that the Netherworld Ancient Tree had bewitched Yang Fei.
The Netherworld Ancient Tree.
It could bewitch people's minds.
It could lurk beneath their convoy for so long.
And they had known nothing about it.
If the Netherworld Ancient Tree