Wang Hu was engaged in combat with the enemy, while Zhou Liufang was not idle either. He moved faster than Wang Hu and the others, and no ordinary mountain range could stop him. In the midst of leaping and shifting positions, he had already entered the fort from the rear.
Listening to the noises outside, the corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile as he began to explore.
This seemed to be a bandit lair, but bandits were mortals too. There might be something strange about the place, but he was a Fifth Stage 'Use Wisdom', so naturally, he was fearless.
Most of the structures in the fort were low wooden huts, but there was a larger one along the mountainside that must be their headquarters. Zhou Liufang's body, light as a feather, dropped silently on the roof of this tall wooden hut from above the cliff.
"Pass."
He extended two fingers and his body dissolved, merging into the wood, and peeked out from the inside roof of the hut.
