In Front of Jiamen Pass (VI)
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The rugged, mountainous route snaked up and down, forks in the path appearing constantly. It was a natural trap for people to get lost in.
But under Jiang Pengji's guidance, things turned out to be a lot easier than expected.
In the meantime, Yang Jian and his men came up with a plan.
Compared to their experiences with many more dangerous rivers, this one wasn't too much of a challenge for the excellent swimmers in Yang Jian's force.
"Shaoyang, are you doing alright?" Yang Tao asked.
Yang Tao's breathing was very short. His face had recently gotten rid of the adolescent look and was starting to show more of the vigor and determination of a young man.
Compared to Yang Tao's free-spirit and bold attitude, Yan Lin always maintained his composure and dignity.
"I'm good, Zhengze," Yan Lin said. "You might as well go ahead and take care of the lord. His arrow wound has not healed yet. It requires close observation."