"What are they up to?"

The scarred burly man asked with a suspicious tone.

Why suddenly enter the jungle below all of a sudden?

One of the robust men whispered, "Could they really have discovered us?"

"Impossible."

"We’re so far away, and we’ve concealed ourselves so well. Unless they received some prior information, there’s no way they’d know we’re ambushing here."

"I think they’ve found something else. Come on, let’s go over and have a look!"

The scarred burly man murmured, then concealed his presence and dashed towards the jungle where Qin Feiyang and the others had disappeared.

The other nine robust men exchanged a glance, quickly followed suit, and held their breaths to remain undetected.

Young Master Hao whispered, "Sis, what do we do?"

Wang Youer replied, "Obviously, we go to support them, but don’t expose ourselves yet. Wait for the right moment."

Young Master Hao chuckled, "Sis, seems like you care about Brother Mu quite a bit!"

"I care about him?"

"Kid, don’t be naive. I just don’t want to be labeled as someone who abandons their allies to escape alone."

Wang Youer snorted coldly, leaping down from the peak with her robes fluttering and her hair flowing like an immortal descending to the mortal realm.

"If you care, just say it. No one’s going to mock you. Do you really need such a flimsy excuse? Isn’t it tiring?"

Young Master Hao shook his head and muttered, packing away two Taishi Chairs, and followed her down.

A mountain stream, jungle!

Qin Feiyang and Wang Zicheng stood side by side on a small hillside, scanning the area ahead.

Wang Zicheng frowned and said, "Buddy, I’ve been thinking, something feels off."

Qin Feiyang felt a chill in his heart and asked with a smile, "What seems off?"

"I’ve offended quite a few people in Qinghai, but there aren’t many who dare to plot against me..."

Wang Zicheng mused, looking at Qin Feiyang, "Why do I feel like I’m on a pirate ship?"

"I’m no pirate, and there’s no ship here."

Qin Feiyang laughed.

Wang Zicheng sneered coldly, "Pretending to be dumb, huh? Do you believe I’ll turn around and leave now?"

"Don’t!"

"We’ve been through a lot as buddies, how can you be so heartless and ungrateful?"

Qin Feiyang said urgently.

"Buddies?"

Wang Zicheng’s face twitched, and he reluctantly said, "Calling you buddy is being polite, but you’re seriously using that as a stepping stone."

Qin Feiyang chuckled sheepishly.

Wang Zicheng rolled his eyes at him and looked towards the jungle ahead, "To catch the leader, you must first catch the one-star War Emperor."

Qin Feiyang nodded.

The Concealment Technique isn’t invincible.

If it gets broken by the Emperor’s Prestige like when facing Guo Xiangzhong, their situation will be extremely dangerous.

Because of Wang Zicheng, he doesn’t dare activate the Forbidden Technique anymore.

Without the Forbidden Technique, facing a War Emperor, they won’t stand a chance.

But as long as they first deal with that one-star War Emperor, even if the Concealment Technique is broken, with Wang Zicheng’s abilities, he can easily take care of those nine Nine-Star War Saints.

Even if Wang Zicheng can’t handle it, isn’t Wang Youer, who hasn’t appeared yet, still there?

With her terrifying Bewitching Technique, dealing with these people should be child’s play.

"Clang!"

Wang Zicheng waved his hand and took out a dagger.

The dagger was entirely black and emitted a dazzling, eerie light.

"Huh?"

Qin Feiyang stared at the dagger in surprise.

This dagger was the one Wang Zicheng used last time to assassinate Guo Shizhong.

But last time, he was too shocked by Wang Zicheng’s and his companion’s strength to observe it closely.

But now.

He realized this dagger actually contained a hint of Saint Prestige.

Qin Feiyang asked, "Isn’t this a Holy Artifact?"

"Of course it’s a Holy Artifact."

"No way."

"From your tone, it seems like me owning a Holy Artifact is something unbelievable to you?"

"How lowly do you think of me?"

"I’m one of Qinghai’s top ten, isn’t it normal to have a Holy Artifact?"

Wang Zicheng glared at him angrily.

"Uh!"

Qin Feiyang was dumbstruck.

He only asked offhandedly, but didn’t expect this guy to have such a strong sense of pride.

"With the enemy right before us, I won’t argue with you now. Later I’ll have a good talk with you. Quickly activate the Invisibility Technique."

Wang Zicheng said coldly.

Qin Feiyang smiled wryly.

In this situation, it truly echoes the saying, "Illness comes from the mouth, disaster comes from the mouth."

But come to think of it, such a small matter that makes Wang Zicheng so irate, what kind of trauma did he experience before?

However.

This is not a question Qin Feiyang dares to ask lightly.

He grabbed Wang Zicheng, focused his mind slightly, and the two vanished without a trace, like evaporating into thin air.

Even the aura of the Holy Artifact was hidden.

"Let’s go!"

Immediately.

The two silently dashed forward.

In a short while.

They ran into the scarred burly man and others.

"There really was an ambush?"

"Buddy, tell me honestly, are you a woman disguised as a man? Otherwise, how do you have a sixth sense?"

Upon seeing the scarred burly man and others, Wang Zicheng’s eyes widened, secretly transmitting his voice.

Simultaneously.

His shifty eyes scanned Qin Feiyang up and down.

Especially focusing a few glances on Qin Feiyang’s chest and shorts.

Being stared at like that by a man, Qin Feiyang felt goosebumps all over and said warily, "It’s one thing to be lustful, but don’t come after me; I’m straight."

"You better be careful because I’m a man who excels in both attack and defense."

"Do you know what excels in both attack and defense means?"

"Let me explain a bit: it means can advance for attack and retreat for defense."

Wang Zicheng laughed slyly, like a weasel spotting a rabbit, making Qin Feiyang shiver in disgust.

"Stop joking, hurry up and get ready."

Qin Feiyang said with a grim face and looked at Scar-face and the others.

A group of ten walked lightly through the forest, their eyes scanning all directions, very cautiously.

But they didn’t know that the person they were looking for was standing right in front of them.

Wang Zicheng grinned widely and said via transmission, "We’re right here, yet they are searching everywhere. Are their brains fried?"

"Enjoy it while you can!"

Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes.

But.

This feeling of being able to see others while they couldn’t see them was indeed delightful.

The two walked up to Scar-face.

"Be careful, don’t get noticed by them."

Scar-face, totally oblivious, whispered to the nine burly men behind him.

He looked serious, very cautious.

But in Qin Feiyang and Wang Zicheng’s eyes, it was rather idiotic behavior.

Wang Zicheng waved his hand in front of Scar-face, teasing him secretly, "Do you believe this guy is thinking he’ll definitely succeed in assassinating us this time?"

"How long are you going to gloat?"

Qin Feiyang said in annoyance.

Looking at this guy’s smug face, it seemed he was almost losing himself in arrogance.

"Why rush?"

"It’s rare to have such fun, of course we should play around with him a bit."

Wang Zicheng’s playful nature kicked in, reaching out to lightly touch Scar-face’s behind.

Scar-face’s body froze instantly.

Qin Feiyang was also dumbfounded, thinking this guy might really have a problem with his orientation. Otherwise, why touch a man’s butt?

Looking back at Scar-face.

He paused briefly and glanced with the corner of his eye at the nine burly men behind him, pretended not to know anything, and continued moving forward.

But after walking a few steps, he felt someone touch his butt again.

His brow twitched, clearly on the verge of going mad.

But he endured, ignoring it.

Soon enough, those magic fingers returned.

And this time, it wasn’t just a touch; they kneaded his behind.

Suddenly.

Scar-face’s veins popped, his face went dark.

He spun around, glared at the closest burly man behind him, and shouted, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Doing what?"

The burly man was taken aback, looking at him puzzled.

The other eight burly men also looked bewildered.

"Still playing dumb?"

"I know you admire my strength, see me as an idol, but there’s no need to sneak around touching my butt!"

Scar-face yelled angrily.

"Touch your butt?"

The burly man froze on the spot.

The other eight were also stunned, what’s going on here?

Could it be ’bromance’?

"I’m warning you, if you dare touch my butt again, I’ll chop your paw off!"

Scar-face said sinisterly and continued marching forward with a dark face.

"Brother, never thought you had this hobby?"

"But you’ve got guts, daring to touch Lord Fu Han’s behind."

"I admire that."

Seeing Scar-face storm off furiously, the other eight burly men looked at the burly man, teasing quietly.

The burly man was still in shock.

Since when did he touch Lord Fu Han’s butt?

"Lord..."

Coming to his senses, he quickly chased after Fu Han.

Fu Han’s face darkened; he turned and pointed angrily at the burly man, yelling, "Don’t come near me, you make me sick just looking at you!"

"Lord Fu Han, keep your voice down, don’t let Ancestor Mu hear."

The other eight burly men’s faces changed, quickly making a hush gesture to Fu Han.

Fu Han trembled slightly, realizing he almost forgot the real task.

"From now on, you must keep a meter, no, two meters, or rather ten meters distance from me at all times."

"If you dare to breach this ten-meter distance, I’ll castrate you!"

"Got it?"

Scar-face said furiously.

The burly man nodded repeatedly, his face full of fear yet eyes filled with grievance.

What’s this all about?

He’s no pervert; how could he touch a man’s butt? Did Lord Fu Han take the wrong medicine?

"This is too funny..."

Watching this spectacle, Wang Zicheng held his stomach, trying hard not to burst out laughing, his face flushed red.

Qin Feiyang’s face twitched uncontrollably; using transmission, he said, "Being a jerk isn’t cool."

"What do you know? This is entertainment."

"You clearly have no sense of humor. I don’t know how you found a fiancée."

Wang Zicheng mocked.

"Humor?"

Qin Feiyang shivered again; touching a man’s butt can be humor?

If it is, then he’d rather die than do it.

"Come on, let’s keep going."

Wang Zicheng, full of mischief, dragged Qin Feiyang silently toward Scar-face once more.