"Chase him, he's just ahead!"
Within the vast snowy forest, Du Qing led his subordinates, determinedly pursuing the fleeing silhouette in front of them.
As a middle-level manager of the Qingzhu Gang, his strength was naturally not bad.
Not only had he practiced the gang's Green Snake Stick Technique, but he had also cultivated one of his meridians and developed Inner Strength.
Although his strength was still insignificant in the greater Jianghu, it was already considered remarkable in the countryside of Nan'an County.
With a pair of iron rods in his hands, he could easily take on twenty armed men without breaking a sweat.
It was precisely because of his martial prowess that Du Qing dared to pursue without any hesitation.
'Just a lowly mountain hunter, with nothing more than brute strength... Hm, decent archery skills too, but all of this will turn into dust under my Iron Rod.'
