It was late at night.
Deep in the woods more than 10 kilometers south of East Lake City, Gu Chen ran at full speed, with several figures chasing closely behind him. The school heads did not stop him, and only followed closely dozens of meters away.
The bandages on his chest and shoulders had fallen off at some point. Coupled with the inevitable movement of his arms when he was running, his newly healed rib cage cracked open again.
A piercing pain came from his body, causing Gu Chen's speed to decrease significantly. Naturally, he could not easily escape from the figures behind him.
"These external school heads are really annoying," Gu Chen thought angrily.
He recalled the martial arts schools that the Kunshan Sect had set up in the small and medium-sized cities around Jiangnan City. Every time those school heads went up the mountain to see the heads of the inner courts, they would respectfully ask a true disciple like Gu Chen to pass on the message.
