Three figures were rushing over from the opposite direction. Zhao Dong instantly recognized that all three were cultivators; only cultivators possessed such swift footwork.
His heart sank. How were we exposed here?
Beside him, Jiang Nianyu also saw the men, and her face tensed. "Zhao Dong, how are there other people here?" she whispered. "Could they know about it too?"
"It seems the information was leaked," Zhao Dong whispered back.
"So what do we do now? Just watch them take it?"
Zhao Dong gritted his teeth. "You wait here. Don't move. I'll go take a look."
Looking at the pitch-black night, Jiang Nianyu quickly shook her head in panic. "No, I'm going with you!"
"Those men are cultivators," Zhao Dong said grimly. "I don't know if I'm a match for them. What if they decide to kill us to silence us?"
