Ying Hongyue frowned, this was not a good sign. The other leaders hadn’t questioned his decisions before. But now, Yama veered on the edge of losing his temper, Celestial Flying Sword didn’t say a word, and the Yonder mountain lord was equally quiet. They were clearly sick of running around and incurring no end of casualties.0

Ying Hongyue looked toward Ash Mountain, seeming to want to see something. The look on his face grew graver.0

Was it Gan Wuliang hunting him, or was it… Li Hao? Somehow, Ying Hongyue had the feeling that the kid had never given up on killing him. Perhaps he wasn’t here in person because he’d learned a few things.1

If Gan Wuliang could identify that Ying Hongyue wanted to head east and search for opportunities, did that mean Li Hao was secretly observing everything from the shadows?1

The little fellow that Red Moon had kept a close watch over in Silver City now concealed more and more of his thoughts. Unbidden unease and anxiety rose in Ying Hongyue’s heart, even a bit of inexplicable fear.0

He seemed to understand something in this moment....1