Cang Beichun was about to rush into the Stone Gate when he noticed a figure in front of him, instinctively taking several steps back.
"Old man, you're quite fast," Ding Huan said with a smile, looking at Cang Beichun.
"You..." Cang Beichun was as though he had seen a ghost, completely unable to believe his eyes.
Ding Huan snorted coldly,
"What about me? I kindly spared your life to lead the way, yet you deceived me, hiding ahead while avoiding me. You provided false information, almost causing me to fall off a cliff."
"My friend, this is indeed a misunderstanding. I was somewhat afraid that you would strike, so I was overly cautious. I, Cang Beichun, now swear..."
Ding Huan interrupted Cang Beichun's words, "There's no need for oaths. Just tell me, were you cultivating here?"
Cang Beichun's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He was constantly wondering how Ding Huan could appear right in front of him.
