Fang Yue sensed a faint hint of killing intent!
'Are those people planning to ambush the imperial transport team here and plunder the military supplies?'
With this guess in mind, Fang Yue immediately followed the mountain path up the small hill.
He then hid in the woods and looked toward the mountaintop.
On the peak stood a group of men, more than twenty in all.
Every single one of them exuded a dense, malevolent aura!
They held long sabers, their gazes incomparably sharp.
The three men standing at the very front were especially powerful, their auras so tyrannical that Fang Yue's pupils constricted.
One of them was a young man, nearly ten feet tall. He was burly and towering, his body a mass of knotted muscles that seemed to brim with explosive, limitless power.
The other two were an old man and a young boy.
The old man's hair and beard were gray, and he looked as though he were at death's door.
The boy, on the other hand, was a child of about ten.
