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"It seems someone has gotten ahead of us," Xu Kong said with a smile, "Shall we go over there, Brother Zhou?"
"What about your junior brothers and sisters?" Zhou Heng asked.
"They've most likely already gone ahead," Xu Kong replied with a laugh, his gaze drifting northward, "The strength of this thing should not be weak, they are no match for it."
"Let's go," Zhou Heng said, nodding his head. Given the circumstances, there was no need to refuse to travel together anymore. It was only sensible to hurry over as quickly as possible.
Zhou Heng then finished off the remaining noodles and soup in two gulps, laid down a stack of copper coins, grabbed his Purple Thunder Sword, and left the restaurant.
Xu Kong followed closely behind, chuckling, "Brother Zhou, I've heard of your exceptional agility. How about a little competition to see who gets there first?"
