At the exit, Yun Ye was bowing his head, wiping the long sword in his hand, indifferent to Zhong Lin's departure and the two groups of people following behind him, as if nothing had happened.
Zhong Lin walked quickly through the dense forest, glancing at the shadows behind him from the corner of his eyes.
"So they've come after all? Do they really think they can mess with me without consequence?" A sinister look flashed across Zhong Lin's face.
With a thought, he suddenly sped up and disappeared at a fork in the road.
"Not good, we've been discovered, chase!"
Dong Yan of the Black Tiger Gang's face changed, and he no longer cared about hiding as he started sprinting.
The four men behind him didn't reply but had already quickened their pace.
Dong Yan was the fastest; his towering height running like a bear in the mountain exuded an oppressive force.
The four men behind him were only slightly slower, indicating all of them were proficient martial artists.
