"Leave now!" Mo Kongyuan shouted to Ling Chuxi, his expression changing as he felt a strong aura approaching.
Ling Chuxi didn't even have time to react when around a dozen people suddenly appeared behind them.
"Brother Mo, you are still so careless," Chu Fengyun remarked to Mo Kongyuan with a wicked smile.
"You must have been preparing this for a while now, Chu Fengyun." Seeing all the people before him, how could Mo Kongyuan not understand what was happening?
From the odd changes in Little Silver Ancient Mountain to the summoning of the Guardian Gathering... it had all been a trap.
His gaze travelled over the people by Chu Fengyun's side and Mo Kongyuan felt his insides twist.
