In the desolate wilds, the sound was barely noticeable—like a faint insect chirp if one didn't listen closely.
A lantern, hazy like the moon, pierced through layers of thorns and broken branches, shining before them.
The young man was lightly dressed and haggard. He lowered his crossbow, his eyes surveying the people in the cave, his brow slowly furrowing as his gaze moved among them.
"So it's you, you beast!"
Jiang Yan recognized Gu Lanyin and flew into a rage. If not for the guards behind him, he would have killed him on the spot.
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