"Damn it, Elders, what the hell do we do now!" Xiang Jie was panicking a bit—this freaking business of womanizing came with risks. Had he known, he wouldn't have come.
The Elders looked back at the thousand-foot cliff below them, which was dizzying to behold, then looked up ahead and exchanged glances with each other.
Another Elder by Murong Fei's side, Murong Qin, said, "According to the records, this storm is extremely fierce, and it's too late to go back now. We're not very far from the First Layer Terrace now.
"If we push hard, we can still make it. Once we reach the First Layer Terrace, we'll be safe. There's a place to take shelter there. What do you all think!"
The Elder beside Xiang Jie, Xiang Yuanming, nodded. "I think the same. It's too late to turn back now. This thunderstorm was too sudden!"
"Um, I have no objections either. Let's continue climbing upwards!" the Elder beside Mu Ziping, Mu Huai, also nodded in agreement.
