Yao Zhi looked at Sun Ce. After a brief moment of thought, Sun Ce narrowed his eyes abruptly. "Turn back. They must have returned to the Royal Court."
The most dangerous place was the safest place. At this moment, only the Western Regions Royal Court had the loosest defenses. It was also the place Zhuo Erhe knew best; he had definitely left a backup plan there.
The two men shared the same thought. They immediately turned their horses around and galloped madly back.
Meanwhile, the unsettling feeling creeping over Zhao Jing grew increasingly intense.
A chill ran down his spine, as if a pack of ferocious beasts were glaring at them from behind.
With his nerves stretched to their absolute limit, Zhao Jing grabbed Chen Song, who was walking beside him, and shoved a tightly sealed bamboo tube into his arms.
