Shi Yujiao's pretty face flushed red with anger, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, her hatred surging like a tidal wave.

Although it was daytime, with the sun shining on them and the temperature gradually rising, their hearts felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, chilled to the bone, and filled with fear and resentment.

Fang Han and the others casually gathered together, took out the prepared dry rations, ate a few bites, packed their bags, and mounted their horses.

With a crisp crack of a whip, the group rode their horses and galloped off to other parts of the Sunset Grassland to continue their adventure. Laughter and cheerful voices drifted across the grassland and gradually faded into the distance.

Happy times always seem to fly by, making them feel like they're gone in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Fang Han, along with Fang Qing, Fang Yingxue, and Zhou Chi, concluded their trip to the grasslands and embarked on their journey back to Yanming City.

They rode their horses, chatting and laughing all the way, the dust kicked up by their hooves leaving a faint trail of smoke behind them.

Just as Fang Han had predicted, at that moment, Shi Wenshan's internal energy began to circulate wildly. After three days of accumulation, he finally broke through the blocked acupoints.

If it were an ordinary person, after being frozen in the tree for three whole days and starving for three days, they would have long been too weak to breathe, or even lost their life.

However, Shi Wenshan possessed profound skills. Although he had suffered greatly for the past three days and was exhausted, he only felt that he had suffered a great torment and that his life was not in danger.

Fang Han had not used any special ropes to bind Shi Wenshan. Now that Shi Wenshan's acupoints were released, he immediately circulated his true energy. With a crisp "crack," the rope snapped, and he fell from the tree, landing steadily on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Wenshan raised his hand and waved, sending a burst of true energy towards Shi Yujiao, who was still hanging on the tree, releasing her pressure points and saving her life.

"That Fang Han is too ruthless! How dare he offend me? I'm going to storm Yanming City right now, capture him and make him my furnace, I'm going to completely drain him!"

As soon as Shi Yujiao landed, she gasped for breath, her eyes flashing with a crazed killing intent, and she gritted her teeth fiercely.

From childhood to adulthood, she had always been domineering and only ever bullied others; she had never suffered such a humiliating disgrace.

This time, she was hung from the tree by Fang Han for three whole days. The torment and humiliation she suffered were etched into her memory. She secretly vowed in her heart that only by tearing Fang Han to pieces could she quell the hatred in her heart.

“Sister, it would be far too dangerous for us to rush to Yanming City for revenge right now. Think about it, our men have been missing for three whole days and haven’t come to our rescue. It’s highly likely that they have all been brutally murdered.”

Shi Wenshan frowned, his face full of worry, and his voice was low and hoarse, revealing a hint of helplessness and exhaustion.

During the three agonizing days he spent trapped in the tree, he had calmed down and began to carefully analyze the current situation.

"At first, I thought that the tall, aloof beauty was the most powerful among them, with strength comparable to mine. But after thinking about it for the past few days, I now realize that Fang Han is the real leader among these five. In my opinion, he is very likely already a high-level Martial Grandmaster. With our current strength, if we rashly attack Yanming City, we are no match for him at all."

Shi Wenshan spoke slowly, a hint of regret and resentment flashing in his eyes.

Although he usually acts frivolously and is fond of beautiful women, like a lecher, he is by no means a fool.

Faced with harsh reality, he had to admit that there was a huge gap in strength between them and Fang Han.

"We have over twenty men under our command. Can they really take them all out silently?"

Shi Yujiao's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. Her voice was sharp and urgent, "I think our men must have seen us being captured and panicked, so they scattered like birds and beasts. It's impossible that they were all killed!"

"Wouldn't it be clear once we go and take a look?"

Shi Wenshan sighed heavily, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

In fact, he had already roughly guessed the outcome.

Having been trapped in the tree for the past few days, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. His men had not shown up to rescue him, so they must have met with some misfortune.

Shi Yujiao bit her lower lip and slowly stood up from the ground, her legs still feeling a little weak.

She and Shi Wenshan supported each other, dragging their exhausted bodies, as they walked towards their original campsite.

Each step they took was extremely heavy, as if they were dragging a thousand-pound burden under their feet.

Finally, they arrived at the first tent.

Shi Wenshan took a deep breath, stretched out his trembling hand, and slowly pulled open the tent flap.

A strong smell of blood hit them, making it hard for them to breathe.

They saw the people inside the tent lying haphazardly on the ground, each with a thin wound on their throat, the blood long since dried and congealed into dark red patches on the ground.

These men who had once fought alongside them through thick and thin were now all dead, their deaths gruesome.

"this……"

Shi Yujiao covered her mouth in horror, her eyes wide open, filled with fear and shock.

Her body trembled involuntarily, and the last glimmer of hope she had was instantly gone.

It should be noted that the people under their command are all intermediate and beginner martial artists, and they are quite capable, not weaklings who can be slaughtered at will.

However, all of their men were killed silently with a single sword stroke to the throat, without even a trace of resistance.

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