What Chen Nan and the others did could be seen as burning bridges, or as eliminating witnesses.
If they don't eradicate them thoroughly, and they escape to the front mountain to inform the experts of Qianyuan Holy Land, it will undoubtedly bring great trouble.
Looking at the bottomless cold pond in front of him, Chen Nan glanced at the Black Feathered Chicken and said, "Could this Ancient Cold Spring actually be this Cold Pond?"
This indeed is a headache.
After all, no one has seen the Ancient Cold Spring. If they make a mistake, and the taxes from this pond can't save the junior martial sister, then all efforts will be in vain.
The Black Feathered Chicken tapped its wings on its head, looking as if pondering, and said, "The Ancient Cold Spring is a rare treasure; it shouldn't be so conspicuously out in the open. Moreover, the amount of spring water shouldn't be this much, right?"
