The night was very dark.
The sound of wind rustling could be heard, and Chu Ge's ears twitched. He sensed that there were traps all around him; not only was someone trailing him, but there were also people hidden in the bushes on both sides.
Chu Ge knew that he couldn't avoid a confrontation, so he slowed his pace and stopped just three meters away from the intersection ahead.
"Come out, hiding like this, what kind of man are you?"
Chu Ge said lightly.
As his words fell, several black-clothed men suddenly emerged around him, all masked, with faces obscured.
Tonight, the sky was without stars or moon, the night oppressive, as if predicting an incoming storm.
Chu Ge scanned them coldly, curling his lips disdainfully, "You didn't show your true skills during the day, now with no one around, it's time to do so, isn't it?"
"Chu Ge! This time next year will be your death anniversary!"
A voice, low and husky, shouted from somewhere.
