Now that the mountain peak was spick and span, Young Master Han, War Without Wounds, and Brother Assist quickly made their way over.
"Comrades, thank you for your hard work!" Young Master Han smiled to the other three members of Young Master's Elite.
"Tsk!" No one bothered to reply to him. Gu Fei almost threw Young Master Han off the mountain when he saw him putting on airs. They were evidently the ones doing the fighting, yet Young Master Han made it seem as if he was the final boss. Just seeing him stand by the mountain edge with his priest robe swaying in the breeze, any distant onlookers would think that he was a person of heroic proportions.
With this thought, Young Master Han pointed toward a path leading to the mountaintop where a team was currently traveling on, "Miles, I'll leave that team to you."
"Oh?" Gu Fei glanced over as he continued to munch on an apple.
