C243 False Gentleman!

Four hours had slipped by with nary a soul passing nearby.

The group, seasoned by prior experience, waited with patience.

Fortune favors the bold, and after another four-hour vigil, a contingent of Zhenqi Sect disciples approached.

Zhang Lujun scrutinized the approaching group, his gaze sharpening. Among them were two ninth-layer Martial Masters, and their numbers exceeded their own