Linghu Wuheng gently exhaled a stifled breath, "The bandits are much more cunning than we imagined. It won't be easy to capture them."
"No matter how sly the fox is, it can't escape from the hunter's palm," Xiahou Wei said with a fierce expression. "I must capture him and then torture him severely, making him beg for life yet wish for death!"
"Everyone go back. The bandits won't be coming," Du Yue sighed softly. "After going back, think carefully and come up with an effective way to deal with the bandits."
And so, everyone left with heavy hearts.
...
In the distance.
In a dark corner.
Gao Fei crouched on the ground, head down, communicating with the old man in the Bronze Coffin through mental power.
"Senior, you really guessed right," Gao Fei said admiringly. "Those fellows indeed tried to trick me with fakes."
