Says He’ll Take That Man’s Life. (3)

“Stay still.”

Namgung Do-Wei slowly lowered the hand he had raised.

Southern Island’s disciples who saw the signal held their breath and tried to erase all sound.

Tadadadadak!

With swift footsteps, a group passed in front of the bushes where they hid.

“This way!”

At the shouted command, Southern Island’s disciples bowed lower and hid themselves. Their throats tightened with tension.

Fortunately, those who passed ahead did not discover their trail. Of course, that was to be expected.

“Aaaaaaaaagh!”

A desperate scream like that from afar makes the enemy’s presence unmistakable; who, out of fear there might be others nearby, would bother to search for more traces?

‘Taoist.’

Namgung Do-Wei forced himself not to look toward the direction of the scream. The way he could help Chung Myung now was to lead them away from here as quickly as possible.

“We will move.”

“Yes!”

Paat.

Namgung Do-Wei sprang forward, leading the way. His gaze was fixed on a high peak ahead.

‘From the highest peak, the fifth to the left.’

But their steps headed to the left side of the peaks. If everyone chose the same path, the effort of splitting the group would be wasted. They needed to pick different routes to avoid enemy attention and then regroup.

“What the hell…”

Namgung Do-Wei slashed without hesitation. The throat of a Ten Thousand People Clan member who had turned his head in surprise was pierced instantly.

“Gurgle…”

Having been pierced through the vocal cords, he couldn’t scream; he convulsed and collapsed. Namgung Do-Wei snatched him up before the thud, to shove him into a hidden corner where no one would notice.

“Huk…”

A bead of thick sweat ran down his brow. Though he had replenished some stamina, constantly watching for enemies while moving was harder than he thought.

Spreading one’s qi presence was ultimately an exercise of internal qi. Using light footwork skill while dispersing qi sense at the same time made him feel his spirit drained several times over.

‘Don’t complain.’

It was only for a short while. He would never admit to being exhausted after so little. Baek Cheon had led them for over this span, and Chung Myung had led them for days.

To say this was hard would not allow the proud Namgung Family’s pride.

“Let’s hurry!”

“Yes, Young lord!”

Namgung Do-Wei pushed off the ground again and sent the words with his mind.

’Please do not be late