Chapter 441 93: 100-Mile Pursuit

However, there was one thing the other party still did not know. Even though the Tan family had fled, there were still those among them who wanted to continue harming him and the people around him.

"Just drop me off here." Thinking of this, Lu Chao spoke.

The light screen on his smartwatch flashed, displaying informant intelligence from the Special Investigation Team. The person who assassinated Senior Brother Zheng was deep in the wilderness.

A few days later, in the afternoon.

In the wilderness, at Nanyun Mountain.

A sheer peak shot up from the ground like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the clouds. The blazing sun beat down on the earth, and occasional gusts of sandy wind swept by, kicking up clouds of brown dust.

"This damn weather is so hot."

"Tell me about it. It's much better back in the fortress. We're on edge every day here. I heard Commander Di Xiong and his men died right here."

"Tch, what are you afraid of? The General is here too. Don't tell me the Superpower Bureau would dare to come back."

Following the direction of the whispering voices, there was a canyon at the base of the peak. Over a dozen pickup trucks and jeeps were parked nearby, and there were even two armored vehicles guarding the entrance and exit.

Nearly a hundred warlord soldiers in military green uniforms were scattered around the valley, armed with old-fashioned repeating rifles. Several simple tents were set up nearby, and soldiers could be seen taking turns on duty or forming patrol teams in twos and threes to keep watch.

Occasionally, a Superpower Level aura would flash past. That was a field-grade warlord commander overseeing the valley's entrance.

"How much longer do we have to wait?"

Witnessing this scene, a group of figures a hundred meters away looked impatient.

The man speaking was a burly, bald man in a camouflage uniform, his towering physique resembling an iron tower. He was none other than one of the former security supervisors of the City Lord's Mansion and a Superpower Level expert, Du Lie.

Behind him, seven or eight camouflage jeeps were parked in an open, flat area outside the valley. Dozens of figures in specially made combat suits stood guard around the convoy with guns, shaded by only a few sparse, dead trees.

"Wait a little longer."

The leading woman shook her head slightly, her face expressionless. A tight black combat suit outlined her curvaceous figure, and a black firearm and a sharp dagger were holstered at her waist.

"We still have to wait?" Du Lie's eyes were filled with impatience, and his tone was angry. "We've been here for three whole days!

"The Patriarch sent us here to cooperate with the Iron Sand Army, not to live under their roof. Is Gwight just going to leave us hanging like this? He's not taking us seriously at all!"

Hearing this, the many members of the Tan family guarding the convoy did not dare to chime in, but most of them had gloomy expressions and shared similar sentiments. No matter how much the Tan family was declining, their foundation was still much deeper than the Iron Sand Army's. Not to mention, they had previously aided the Iron Sand Army with so many munitions and supplies. Now that they were actively seeking cooperation, the other party should at least give them an explanation.

"I know what you mean." The woman in the tight black combat suit wore a mask, her phoenix-like eyes framed by long, slender eyelashes. "But don't forget what the Patriarch told us—times have changed.

"For some things, if your fists aren't big enough, you have to learn to endure."

Her calm voice made Du Lie choke back his words. His expression shifted rapidly before he finally gritted his teeth.

"Endure, endure, endure! It's always that same word." Veins bulged on his bald forehead as he spoke with indignation. "How many years has the Patriarch endured?

"Back then, we agreed there was a seventy percent chance to use the internal strife in the City Lord's Mansion to our advantage, pitting our enemies against each other to make Red Maple City take the Tan surname.

"But look at us now. Not only were we chased out of the city like stray dogs, but we also have to cooperate with these lowlifes from the Iron Sand Army and Blackthorn. We even have to present some token of loyalty just to get them to acknowledge the Tan family army taking root in this wilderness..."

The more Du Lie spoke, the more dissatisfied he became, his resentment reaching its absolute limit.

In contrast, the woman in black's eyes grew cold as she stared straight at him.

"If you ask me, the Patriarch should have..." Du Lie's voice gradually trailed off as he met her gaze. The scrutiny of an Exploration Level expert was incredibly oppressive. He opened his mouth, his expression shifting, before the words completely died in his throat.

"Are you done?" the woman in black asked, her voice carrying a trace of coldness.

Du Lie didn't dare to utter a sound. All the Tan family members around the convoy slightly lowered their heads, not daring to show any more emotion.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

The woman in black snorted coldly, finally letting the matter drop. Immediately after, she ordered her subordinates to go and communicate with the Iron Sand Army commander in the valley again to ask when the General would appear.

A short while later, they finally received a definitive answer.

The woman in black's gaze softened slightly, and Du Lie and the others reluctantly accepted it, no longer fuming with as much resentment as before.

"Alright, keep your guard up," the woman in black reminded everyone. "After all, some things have happened in this place. Take this seriously."

Hearing this, Du Lie nodded. This time, he didn't talk back and quickly helped to relay the orders and instruct the men.

Seeing the atmosphere relax, he quickly stepped forward again and asked in a low voice, "You left the city a few days later than planned, and you came back with some minor injuries.

"Did something else happen over at the City Lord's Mansion?"

She glanced at him. The woman in black remained silent for a moment before saying, "It was the Storm Club."

"Oh?"

"The Patriarch made a last-minute decision. That kid named Lu and Biotechnology are locked in a fight to the death, so he sent me to add fuel to the fire.

"That way, the situation would become even more chaotic, which is beneficial for the Tan family's development in the wilderness."

Du Lie's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked about the situation.

"Unfortunately, Chen Xuanxing blocked me," she said, shaking her head.

"Damn it." Du Lie rubbed his bald head, a fierce glint in his eyes. "That old bastard Chen Xuanxing is recklessly courting death."