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Qiunan Zhen turned his gaze to Zhang Hongyun and the others from Loneswan Island.
The old man sighed, nodded to Qiunan Zhen, and turned to leave.
Qiunan Zhen’s eyes then fell upon Cheng Gong’s corpse. Just as he was about to collect it, a voice descended from the mountain. “Don’t move.”
Qiunan Zhen froze, and then looked up. Far away from the bottom of Whither Peak, close to the peak, lay a drunk man.
The sight of the drunk caused Qiunan Zhen’s eyes to flicker, though he continued to reach for the corpse.
Zhang Hongyun and the others had not gone far yet, and they turned to watch with curiosity. Someone actually dared to tell Qiunan Zhen not to move? Despite how long they had been fighting, no one had noticed the drunkard lying on the mountain.
Just as Qiunan Zhen’s hand was about to make contact with the corpse, he suddenly froze again. Behind him, the Stormmaws’ heads were all lowered, and they let out mournful howls as they dropped to the ground. Every single beast crouched so low that the members of the Qiunan family riding them nearly fell off.
Qiunan Zhen’s hand was less than an inch away from Cheng Gong, but he could not move any closer. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Zhang Hongyun and the others could not understand, as none of them could feel anything. Still, it was obvious that Qiunan Zhen was...
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