"Leader, are you sure we're doing this?" Teng Xuegang asked as everyone started making their way out of the forest where they had made their home for the past 2 months.
Zhao Boqin didn't even look back when he answered. "What else are we going to do here?" he asked. "We have no more than 5 days remaining. It is about time for us to get as many points as we can."
Teng Xuegang said nothing and looked around at the others who were preparing to leave as well. Formations were being undone, and barriers were lifted. The fog that had surrounded them for the better part of the past 2 months had vanished already.
"Very well," Teng Xuegang said. "Let us leave then."
No more than 22 people flew out of the forest. No one else remained.
They had barely flown for a dozen or so kilometers when they sensed someone arriving. Spreading their spiritual sense, they quickly realized who it was.
