In the afternoon, as the sky gradually darkened, accompanied by flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, a torrential downpour suddenly arrived, the fierce wind whipping huge raindrops that drenched the forests and mountains.
Thump, thump, thump!
Seven or eight large horses with high heads sped through the downpour, their hooves striking the ground and splashing huge amounts of muddy water, turning the ground into a quagmire.
Whoa!
Atop a mountain peak, Su Jie suddenly pulled on the reins to stop his horse.
"Brother Su, what's wrong?"
Gu Weonian and a few other disciples looked perplexed—they were still a long way from returning to their original group.
"What if I said that my stomach feels a bit off, possibly from something I ate back in Shaoshan Town, would you believe me?"
Su Jie deliberately rubbed his stomach, and upon hearing this, everyone was speechless.
