Outside the cave deep in Changbai Mountain, the biting cold wind whipped through the snowflakes, quickly covering the tracks on the ground.
Sun Hongwu heard Zhang Yang's proposal, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
Work with Zhang Yang? This guy who has repeatedly thwarted his plans, what's his real intention in proposing cooperation now?
But thinking of Uncle Long, that old fox who stole his hard-earned map and Rejuvenation Pill, Sun Hongwu gritted his teeth again.
Sun Hongwu snorted coldly and then tentatively said, "Zhang Yang, do you think I'll believe you?"
Zhang Yang patted the snow off his clothes, speaking in a relaxed tone, "Believe it or not, but let me tell you, Uncle Long was the one who provided me your intel back then."
"I was used by him, but likewise, you all have been schemed by him."
"Now, he's sure to get the things. Neither you nor I alone can take him down."
