The cold wind whistled as the fierce sun hung high in the sky.
The scene of falling rocks filling the sky and mountains fracturing had long since disappeared from view.
Lin Hao ran wildly, without any intention of stopping.
Beside him, the numerous Bald Mountains constantly receded, one couldn't tell how far he had run.
Suddenly, Lin Hao came to a halt.
"Why are you following me? Didn't we agree to go separate ways—you east, I west?"
Lin Hao was displeased; Suan Sancheng was actually still following him.
Gulping for air, Suan Sancheng resembled an exhausted dog panting with its tongue out. Seeing Lin Hao stop, he immediately did the same, bending over to catch his breath: "Bro, brother, do you have any idea how fast you run? It wasn't easy to catch up with you."
"You go east, I'll go west." Lin Hao paid no attention to Suan Sancheng, and continued heading west.
