Walking along the narrow path through the forest ahead, Baili Xia could feel the presence of people guarding around, even though she couldn't see them.
Every checkpoint, every hidden spot along this road, faintly reeked of a stern, chilly aura.
She didn't know where this place was, but she clearly understood, it must be very important to Uncle.
Moving further along the road, she finally saw Uncle.
He stood next to a motorcycle, surrounded by several men dressed identically.
They were talking to him about the recent training.
So this place was their training ground, no wonder everyone was dressed so lightly.
A strong, convenient outfit, even more fitting than sportswear.
When they saw someone approaching, the men stopped talking and stepped aside to wait.
Mu Xiaojiu turned around and saw Nangong Xu supporting Baili Xia as they walked over.
Actually, Baili Xia wasn't so weak; she didn't need anyone supporting her to walk.
