Nie Tian’s shout was so loud and clear that even people in the farthest corners of the mountain range could hear him.

Since Zhao Feng’s wound hadn’t fully recovered, Cai Yuan, Zhao Feng, and Wang Zhuo were traveling at a slow speed in a valley when they heard Nie Tian’s voice.

Surprise could be seen on Cai Yuan’s face as he stopped and turned around.

“That’s Hua Tian’s voice,” Wang Zhuo said.

Cai Yuan pondered for a short while with his eyes narrowed. Then, he turned to Zhao Feng and ordered, “You stay here and recover!”

With those words, he dashed towards the source of Nie Tian’s voice like a sword leaving its sheath.

Upon seeing that he had moved out, Wang Zhuo followed him without the slightest hesitation.

Originally, considering Nie Tian’s speed, it would have taken a while for him to catch up to Cai Yuan and his men, during which Hu Han would very likely catch up to him.

However, the fact that Cai Yuan and Wang Zhuo had turned around and charged in his direction rapidly shortened the distance between them.

It wasn’t long before Nie Tian caught sight of the approaching Cai Yuan and Wang Zhuo behind him.

Panting heavily, Nie Tian called out the moment he caught sight of Cai Yuan, “I’ll give you back the 1,600 spirit stones! On top of that, I’ll throw in another 2,000 spirit stones if you can help me fight Hu Han!”

“This might be a trap, my lord!” Wang Zhuo...