A quarter of an hour was enough time for everyone to make their choice.
A humiliating death that would implicate their families.
Or obey military orders and gamble on a future?
It was not a difficult choice to make.
With a single command, the Inspectors surged into the dense forest like a tide, without exception.
The mountain path was narrow, the dense forest quiet and still.
The Inspectors, who had held a loose formation outside the forest, were quickly scattered by the terrain within.
At He Ping's shouts, the scattered Inspectors regrouped into their units. Operating as teams, they fanned out on both sides of the mountain path, heading toward Qili Village.
'No footprints?'
Amidst the vast, white snow, Chu Mu gripped his Long Saber, his brow furrowed as he surveyed the white blanket covering the mountain forest.
'That last volley of arrows couldn't have materialized from thin air. Someone must have been moving around.'
