GS 18: Wild Boar

The new arrivals rushed up before them in a wink. Fu Shen and the rest successively held their breaths, secretly appreciating their luck at the same time: the woman had thankfully gone off elsewhere prior, else the two sides would have just run into each other, and they’d definitely have nowhere to run then.

The mountain road was narrow, forcing the Flying Dragon Guard to a halt. Fu Shen had set his mind on stalling them for a while, as their group of young men didn’t make a path for them. “Who’s coming around here?” someone asked.