C1317 Canyang

Chu Qing had run himself ragged all the way to the precipice of Hu Yang Mountain. Staring down the thousand-meter drop, he let out a wry laugh. There was no escaping his fate. Resigned, he sat down to await the martial artists who were hot on his trail, his mind conjuring up the grim consequences of his imminent capture.

"Hand over the treasure map!"

The pursuers