Although Old Zhang said they could leave, he knew that if they really tried to, the man next to him would never let anyone walk out of these mountains alive.
Just as his thoughts were churning, Old Zhang suddenly murmured, "Oh no! He's going up the mountain!"
"What?!"
Old Gao quickly looked up and saw a golden-red figure already at the end of the city wall, stepping onto the path leading to the mountain.
The figure's steps were resolute, even raising his head, looking straight in the direction where the two of them were hiding.
"Damn! Did he spot us?"
"It's got to be the detectors in his battle armor! Quick, retreat!" Old Zhang grabbed Old Gao, "Hurry, let's go, once we're in the caves, he won't find the way even if he has all the skills in the world!"
The two dared not pause for a moment and sprinted wildly towards the back.
