Huo Wu suddenly reached out to stop Young Master Ling, her red lips pressed into a tight line. "Young Master, this desolate mountain wilderness..." She cast a wary glance at the deep, shadowy woods all around and lowered her voice. "Is this old man taking us somewhere dangerous?"
Hearing this, the smile on the old man's face froze for a fraction of a second before being replaced by a look of helplessness. He patted the worn storage pouch at his waist, making a clinking sound. "Little girl, greedy as this old man may be, I've spent decades in the Cold Moon Mountains, and my reputation is everything." He pointed toward a distant, mist-shrouded peak. "Look over there. That line of people will have to wait at least three more days just to get up the mountain."
Ling Zan narrowed his eyes, his fingers instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword. "Senior, which path do you intend to take us by?"
Chapter 578