The three of them turned to look at the source of the sound.
Under the moonlight, the mountain forests seemed ethereal. As the beating of the dragon steeds hooves echoed, over two hundred men suddenly jumped out from both sides, and quickly blocked Miao Yi’s escape route.
Tu Sanliang, Lan Ye and Ma Hu each led their own troops and secured an area, their gazes feverish as they stared at Miao Yi as if he was a pile of treasure.
It would be rather difficult not to think of Miao Yi as treasure. The temptation of five hundred low-grade Orbs of Will and a Cave Master position of three Caves along with the assurance from their overwhelming numbers erased any doubt the three of them could ever have. How could they resist such an enticing opportunity? The Blue Lotus on their foreheads were already shining, and they were itching to strike.
