Imano Genso dragged Matsui Hiroshi frantically down the mountain.
The rocks were rolling.
Furthermore, Fuyuan Mountain was spewing thick smoke. It seemed like it was about to erupt.
The tourists and residents at the foot of the mountain fled in terror, amidst screams and blaring horns.
At this moment, it felt like the end of the world had arrived.
Matsui Hiroshi's face was filled with disbelief; he had no idea what was happening on the mountain.
But he was sure that Uemura Yuichi would absolutely never do this on Fuyuan Mountain. To them, Fuyuan Mountain was Divine Mountain! Absolutely inviolable.
But the current situation left Matsui Hiroshi deeply shocked.
He thought of Yang Chen's calm expression, and Yang Chen's tranquil voice.
It seemed as if he had anticipated everything all along.
Could it be... that he already guessed it was a trap?
Matsui Hiroshi's face was full of fear.
He was surrounded by terror.
