When Cheng Haoyue was shocked beyond words, others were no less startled. However, everyone understood that now was not the time for surprise or discussion. So, all kept their mouths shut, held their breath, and fully concentrated on following Ji You, rapidly advancing towards the mouth of the canyon...
On another side.
Atop a stone-built wall of Camp 5, a tall and imposing young man with black hair and black eyes, his hair meticulously groomed, and an exceptionally handsome and refined face stood on the watchtower, gazing into the distance through the pitch-black night fog.
No electricity, no lights, no other lighting sources or equipment were available. The only means of illumination was burning fire, but lighting a fire in the pitch-black night could easily expose one's position and attract the enemy's attention. Therefore, there was no fire on the watchtower.
All around was darkness, with no end in sight.
