The Marsh Forest was silent and cold; even the birds and insects seemed to have fallen quiet.
The auras of the group were enough to make most living creatures keep a respectful distance.
Seeing so many Major Cultivators appear and surround him in an instant, on top of Chen Che who had already seized the initiative, how could Ye Jiuming not know he had fallen into a trap?
HISS—
His target had been Chen Che, who was sneaking out of the valley. He had been wary that it might be a ploy to lure him out, but Chen Che had been extremely cautious the entire way, even doubling back to check his surroundings. Ye Jiuming had expended great effort just to avoid being shaken off.
Along the way, he had long since let his guard down.
But Ye Jiuming hadn't expected it was all an act. He feared they had known about him from the moment he left the valley.
To think that after a lifetime of fishing, he was the one being reeled in.
