"Fled?"
Gong Yu furrowed his brows, "Haven't they just set up camp in the past few days? They've just stabilized and now they're withdrawing. Could it be that someone leaked information to them? No, that's not right. Even we didn't know in advance, so it wouldn't have been possible."
"It must have been Tong Xiaochu who realized something."
Zhong Wuxin said gravely, "As the saying goes, 'It's never too late to mend the fold after the sheep have been lost.'
"This is not the doing of young Master Tong."
The situation went unexpectedly, but Han Xiang was neither annoyed nor angry. Instead, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "The real player has finally arrived."
"A player?"
Zhong Wuxin asked, "Immortal Master, are you suggesting Chen Sansi? Has he come?"
"Impossible."
