Deep within the dense forest.
Chen Ping carried Hua Lian'er, running faster and faster, leaping over ridges and streams as they came.
To him, the tall trees, weeds, and overgrown vines seemed as if they didn't exist.
In his previous life, he had extensive experience surviving in jungles.
Chen Ping was already used to such circumstances.
Back then, his physical condition was far weaker than it is now.
In those circumstances, he could easily shake off pursuers, and with his current senses and physique, it was even easier.
The jungle is difficult to traverse, but the Jianghu is even more so.
The savage beasts in the dark night are fierce, but not fiercer than enemies.
"Do you still feel unwell?"
After running for a while, seeing the moon's shadow gradually tilt westward, Chen Ping stopped, feeling something amiss.
