Chapter 120: Sweet hope is poison
After descending from the lake, the group found themselves in a deep borrow that connected to a tunnel.
Han Meifeng noticed the walls had been dug a long time ago. The tunnel was deep and there were tracks on the path that was recently made.
'Just how long had they been planning for this?'
She then had a realization that whoever the spy or traitor from the pale mammoth sect was, must have been the same authority or power as Great Elder Wen as they managed to create this place in advance.
They didn't have to walk for too long as they arrived in front of a thick steel bar gates. Han Meifeng could instantly sense that her disciples were behind those gates along with the other captured youths.
She rushed to the gates and asked, "Is everyone alright?"
"Elder Han?"
Instantly, the female disciples from Lake Flower Pavilion stood up as they heard Han Meifenf's voice.
