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The gates of Iron Gate Fort were about to shut. Li Banfeng wasn't nervous. At worst, he could stay inside the fort. He was confident he could find somewhere to hide the key.
Sui Donglan, however, was terrified. She no longer cared about hiding her face and sprinted toward the gorge entrance. As she ran, her headscrap came loose and flew away.
By the time she reached the mouth of the gorge, it was already too late. The massive iron gate had slammed shut.
Two men stood before the gate and shouted at the fleeing merchants, "Stop! Don't run out there! The bandits from Flying Eagle Mountain are here!"
The moment Sui Donglan heard the word "bandits," she turned and ran straight back to Li Banfeng.
"Peddler sir, bandits are here! What are we supposed to do?!"
Li Banfeng said nothing. He wanted to see what these bandits were capable of.
There were two to three hundred Homebound Cultivator households in Iron Gate Fort. As far as Li Banfeng knew, there were even level-four Homebound Cultivators here.
The Fort Lord was a level-eight Homebound Cultivator. What kind of bandits would dare attack Iron Gate Fort?
The steam-powered iron gate spewed white mist. The cigarette seller muttered, "They can't get in. This gate is vicious. Anyone who steps too close will be scalded so badly their skin peels and their flesh rots…"
Before he could finish, a voice rang out from beyond the gate.
"Listen up, people inside! I'm Luo Dagui, Flying Eagle Mountain's Spearhead and Rearguard. Tell your boss to come out and speak with me."
"The gun captain of Flying Eagle Mountain! A level-seven Martial Cultivator!" Sui Donglan cried in shock and hurried beneath the eaves of Wu Yongchao's house.
The cigarette seller was just as frightened. He pushed his cart along and ducked under the eaves as well.
Spearhead and Rearguard was underworld slang. It...
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