Old Ma spoke up again, ordering everyone to form ranks and protect the carriages.
They were already camping by the roadside in this wilderness, the carriages drawn up together, so everyone immediately sprang to their feet to guard the four directions.
They had barely steadied themselves when the sound of wind being torn shrieked out again in succession.
This time, what came was a group of people in red.
These folk moved within the night like streaks of blood ripping through the curtain of darkness.
With a single glance, everyone present could already see that this group was made up entirely of women.
And Fang Jie, standing amid the crowd, the moment he saw them, his pupils trembled violently:
"Blood Lotus Sect!!
"They're here!!
"This is a stratagem to lure the tiger from the mountain!!"
Perhaps it was because he'd taken a drink of wine—at this instant Fang Jie's mind was clearer than it had ever been.
