Looking at the twisted Ghost Race person on the ground, Chen Yan pulled out the straw from his mouth, lifted him up, and whispered fiercely, "Where is the place you're planning to ambush?"
The Ghost Race person's mouth made a creaking sound, but his eyes were full of venom, not uttering a single word.
"Not talking?" Chen Yan did not hesitate. He twisted the man's neck with force.
With a crack, the resentment in the man's eyes froze.
Chen Yan released his grip, dropping the body to the ground. Gu Tongbing frowned, "If we can't get information from him, where should we go? If their people are ambushed at the mouth of the valley…"
Chen Yan rubbed his chin, "We don't know their ambush location. We just need to guess a place they wouldn't dare to attack, and run in that direction."
Gu Tongbing's eyes immediately lit up!
The two looked at each other and spoke in unison:
"White Elephant!"
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