The veterans sprang into action, piling into their vehicles.
Gruus lay in the snow, his face a mask of bewilderment.
Just moments ago, this group of men, looking like vicious demons, had dragged him at gunpoint from the Blue Cloud House. He'd nearly pissed himself in fear.
But who could have guessed that after just a few questions, they would toss him aside in the snow like a piece of trash.
Feng Mountain pulled open a car door, but then seemed to remember something. He turned to look at Gruus, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt, and said coldly,
"Oh, and one more thing. Listen carefully. You're going to walk straight back to the ranch. Not one step out of line. Got it? You walk! If I find out you didn't, you'd better be careful. Your fate will be worse than you can possibly imagine. I swear to God!"
In Feng Mountain's eyes, Gruus was the biggest coward of them all.
It was true he hadn't been the one to sell out Jenny.
