"They've stopped."
Just then, Diwu Xueruo suddenly noticed that the car carrying Lin Han and the others had stopped right in the middle of the road.
Old Ghost Liu also realized they were now on a deserted mountain path.
Old Ghost Liu's brow furrowed. 'Just as I thought,' he mused. 'They deliberately lured us here.'
"Hahaha, looks like they know there's no escape." Diwu Xueruo laughed excitedly. "Let's go! Get out of the car! Time to take care of those bastards!"
"Young Master, perhaps you should stay in the car. Let me handle this," Old Ghost Liu said worriedly. They needed to be careful now.
"No! I have to see that bastard die with my own eyes. I'm going to make him kneel before me like a dog and beg me to spare him." Diwu Xueruo shoved Old Ghost Liu aside and got out of the car without another word.
In his thirty years of life, he had never been so humiliated. The mere thought of Lin Han's arrogant, cold face made him tremble with rage.
