The hoots in the valley continued to echo.
"Three in front, four behind, five to the left, and eight to the right," Zhu Zan shouted.
This was the formation he put everyone in every time he sensed something unsettling on the road. By now, the guards were already very familiar with it.
Although everyone was slightly panicked, they subconsciously moved on his orders. The group became strict and organized, and the anxious atmosphere settled down.
Fang Chengyu looked at the people who appeared in the valley.
"They are finally here," he said.
Although he was trying to keep calm, his voice still wavered.
Miss Jun took his hand.
"Don't be afraid. They were always going to come," she said.
Fang Chengyu's fingers tightened around her hand. He nodded.
"I'm not afraid," he said. "We were waiting for this moment."
Waiting for this moment.
