Hearing about the plight of the scout brothers, Black Eight also sighed incessantly. He understood this drifting helplessness!
They were brothers in misery!
Black Eight wished he could just go up and hug them to make it better.
Meanwhile, Bai Junjun had finally put away her whip, looking at them indifferently, "Do you know how to get to Black Six's new territory?"
The scout brothers exchanged innocent glances, then guiltily glanced at Black Eight.
They felt it was somewhat indescribable to betray former comrades in front of a former comrade.
To their surprise, Black Eight said, "Young brothers, speak quickly about whatever you know. Life is precious; don't omit anything."
It was clear that this was a turncoat Eighth Master.
With such a "role model," the brothers lost their embarrassment.
They spoke up, "Not far from here is an ancient tomb, a natural stone cave. Inside, the terrain is complex, and Black Six... Black Six is holed up in there."
"How many have gone there?"
