Ling Fei traveled alone through the mountain forest.
After traveling for fifty miles through the mountains, he finally came upon a valley.
Two days had passed since he set out on his own.
AWOOOO!
Just as Ling Fei entered the valley, a wolf's howl rang out from the forest ahead. It was a sharp, piercing sound that sent a chill down his spine.
'Demon Wolves? So the game has finally begun?' The howl brought Ling Fei to a halt. He looked up, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he gazed ahead. Simultaneously, he extended his Heart Spirit to scan the area, searching for any trace of Liu Yuan and his group.
As his Heart Spirit spread, Ling Fei finally spotted a group of young men on a mountaintop behind him and to the right.
There were twenty-four of them in total, ten more than the fourteen he'd seen before.
Evidently, these were people who had joined Wang Dongyang later.
It was only with so many people scouting that they were able to keep track of his whereabouts.
