Seeing Yue Mingxuan remain silent for a long moment, Xi Yu impulsively jumped out, only to have the sound he feared most ring in his ears.
Shang Qinghua reacted with lightning speed, pulling him back into the trees.
Once safely back among the foliage, Xi Yu sat on the ground, his heart pounding.
The familiar sound instantly confirmed Yue Mingxuan's suspicions: the "strange iron rod" Xi Yu had mentioned was a gun loaded with dum-dum bullets.
No matter how fast a person was, they could never outrun a bullet. What were they going to do?
Xi Yu who is slumped on the ground finally regained his senses. "Shang Qinghua, you two are hopelessly naive! This isn't Sheng Gate, it's clearly Si Gate. Damn it, you scared the hell out of me."
In his panic, Xi Yu even cursed aloud.
Yue Mingxuan frowned.
As Xi Yu had said, there shouldn't have been a weapon of such destructive power in Sheng Gate.
Could it be that he and Shang Qinghua had made a misjudgment?
