"Yeah. They should be back by now, unless something happened..."
The disciple said and couldn't finish his sentence when an object dropped onto his lap.
He held it up and got a shock.
It was a man's head, pale, with eyes closed.
The disciple quickly flung the head away in fear.
The head rolled along the ground, and disciples got out of its way.
"That's... That's Hong from the scouting team," one of the disciples stammered and pointed at the head after recognizing who it was.
"What?"
The other disciples stood up and drew out their swords when they heard who it was.
It was not over.
Whoever killed the scouting team was nearby.
Lin Fan saw the commotion, stood up, and took out his spear.
Ho Ming, Lee Xiao, and Tai Lan did the same and drew out their swords.
"Come out, you Dark Lotus cowards!" A disciple shouted at the crumpled wall of horse carriages in front of him.
"Gee... Gee..."
