Cheng Fang knew that Feng Wu wouldn't come to his aid.
It felt like he had been walking forever.
When he thought he was going to die from exhaustion, he saw a dot of light in the distance.
Meanwhile, Feng Wu and her teammates were walking in silence. No one made a sound, and the air felt stifling.
Feng Wu suddenly stopped.
The others were perplexed.
Feng Wu frowned. "There's trouble up ahead."
The others asked, "What trouble?"
Feng Wu couldn't say. All she knew was that the Magic Soul Vine was stirring in her sleeve.
The Magic Soul Vine came from the Dongsang Kingdom and would only stir when it detected people from Dongsang.
Feng Wu frowned at the realization.
If she was guessing correctly, the woman killed by the swordsman had come from the Dongsang Kingdom, while now, she had run into more Dongsang people.
The path went around a corner a few steps away.
There was a crossroad.
