"Brothers, we're almost there, hang in there! Once we enter the mountain, even if there are a hundred thousand troops surrounding us, they won't find us right away."
Long Yifei was panting heavily. The sky was still raining, and the mountain path was muddy and hard to traverse.
In this line of work, everyone knew that after doing enough heinous things, retribution would come sooner or later, so everyone left themselves a way out.
This secret hideout in the mountains was something Long Yifei had been preparing for years. Inside the cave, there was a sufficient stock of food and weapon supplies.
The few men following him were die-hard brothers who had been through thick and thin with him over the years, swearing to follow him to death. Each carried heavy weapons as they trudged through the pitch-black mountain, always careful with their steps to avoid a fall.
