Ao Cangsheng cast a furious glance at Jing Mingyu and asked angrily.
"I don't have it, but Uncle Yan does. As long as we wait for him, we can get out!"
Ignoring Ao Cangsheng's disdain, Jing Mingyu spoke with self-respect.
"By then, I'll definitely be dead, right?"
Ao Cangsheng sneered, directly shattering Jing Mingyu's little scheme.
"Alright, keep searching!"
Seeing his little trick exposed, Jing Mingyu coldly snorted and turned away.
Thus, the mountain path returned to silence.
They sat on the edge of the mountain path in succession, facing the mountains behind them. There was nothing in front of us.
Ao Cangsheng rubbed his chin, pondering silently about how to escape.
In front of him lay numerous large stone fragments scattered, thrown during the recent fight between the two.
With nothing else to do, Ao Cangsheng picked up a piece of stone and tossed it into the distance.
"Rumble"
