Run.
Zhang Wangyue felt as if he was young again.
Back in those days, when he was learning martial arts from his master, his master would often wield a rattan cane, whipping him while yelling at him to run faster.
A youth he could never forget.
He never would have imagined that now, as a Governor, he would be told to run by a Taiping Captain.
He almost reflexively increased his speed. In just a few breaths, he had already left Xu Chongyuan and the others more than a hundred feet behind.
Only then did he snap out of it.
'That's not right.'
'I'm a Governor, and he's just a Taiping Captain. Why am I listening to him?'
Zhang Wangyue subconsciously wanted to slow down, but then he suddenly remembered what Xu Chongyuan had said, and his expression immediately turned incredibly grave.
'Shao Santong, the Fourth-Grade Inspection Envoy from the Hujue Pass Inspection Bureau, is a traitor?'
'He's colluding with the Demon Court, planning to break Hujue Pass from the inside?'
