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“Shit!”
Huang Gou swore and scrunched up his face.
“Long time no see, Elder Huang.”
Tang Mingren looked at Huang Gou coldly.
“Long time no see? It seems you not only betrayed us, you bastard, but you've also forgotten the etiquette between seniors and juniors in the murim!”
It looked like Huang Gou’s head might roll from the rage on his face. He had no idea what was happening at headquarters, but at the very least, their side had been caught.
The Martial Alliance’s retreat force of three thousand had tried to slip quietly through the back gate of the headquarters in Hefei, into the bamboo forest.
The bamboo forest was larger than expected, and the nature formation was complex. It had taken time to find the right path, but up to that point, there were no problems.
The retreat had gone smoothly until they reached the midpoint, where they were supposed to split into three groups of one thousand each to confuse any pursuit.
No, what happened after that was the problem.
During the retreat, a strange presence was felt, and suddenly, a group of people blocked their path.
It was the Black Shadow Division Leader, the Poison Dragon Tang Mingren, and the Dark Heavens Association.
"You bastards of the Righteous Faction murim really do seem to like hiding things since the old days."
Tang Mingren looked around with displeasure, then made a disgusted face.
“You found this place well.”
Huang Gou snorted and tried to swagger.
How many people are there? How many people have we been surrounded by?
But inside, he was filled with dread.
“The Black...
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