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Xinhu, Leisong, and the others’ expressions darkened once more. They soon realized that Xing Jianxia and the others were not heading back to Lotus Leaf Sacred Mountain at all. Instead, they were wandering leisurely through the surrounding region, as if taking a casual stroll.
To the enemy camp, trailing behind them now felt like being led by the nose, like dogs on a leash. It was humiliating.
“Those three old bastards are toying with us!” Panwu Fushen snarled, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
Wrapped in a dark-blue crane-feather cloak, he stood atop his multicolored dao sword, radiating a mountain-like presence. However, his face was ashen with fury.
“They’re provoking us on purpose,” Canglong Yue said with a frown. His figure wavered like a phantom between light and shadow, his aura faint and elusive. “They want us enraged. They want us to make a reckless move.”
“In that case,” Zichi Wuji said coldly, gripping his Blazing Prairie Spear, killing intent rising around him like smoke, “we should strike Lotus Leaf Sacred Mountain directly. If there’s truly an ambush, we can withdraw at once. At least we won’t remain trapped in their schemes.”
Xinhu and Leisong exchanged a glance but said nothing. If this continued, they...
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