"Those bastards dare to ambush me!"
Under the big tree, He Meng's face was full of rage, his hand clutching the longbow trembling uncontrollably with anger.
Earlier, Xia Chuan and Luo Yuan, he hadn't clearly seen their faces. He could only vaguely determine from their clothing that they might be from Great Xia, but he wasn't sure yet.
However, when he saw Xia Hong in a black cape appearing next to Luo Yuan, along with the slender long knife in Xia Hong's hand, he immediately understood:
He had been ambushed.
"Boss, those two beasts are almost here, we won't make it if we don't retreat!"
Hearing the member's shout, He Meng first glanced at the two torches on the ground, then turned his head, taking a quick look at Teng Jiao who was on the verge of death and Thunder Kui who was already dead, and gritted his teeth in hatred:
"Ignore them for now, everyone disperse, run out!"
