After the few of them sat down, the atmosphere in the private room grew even more oppressive.
Xu Feng gulped down a mouthful of cold tea, his eyes bloodshot, as he recounted the entire incident in detail once more.
Originally, the trip had been very smooth. In Linyuan City, they had used several underground channels established years ago and happened upon a large auction, successfully converting all their money and goods into rare Martial Arts Resources.
To ensure nothing went wrong, Xu Feng even made a point to contact two other well-established caravans for the return journey so they could travel together.
"But who would have thought? Just as we were passing through the narrow pass at Tiger Leap Gorge, it was as if they had already cased the area. We walked right into a trap set by the Wind Evil Stronghold!"
