Wu Erbi was about to strike at Wu Song when a voice suddenly rang out.
"Stop!"
This voice startled everyone present.
They all turned their heads in unison.
In the direction of the valley, several young people and a Big Black Dog were approaching.
Among them was… Wu Xiaokun!
"Wu Xiaokun… he's still alive?"
"Haven't people already been sent to kill him?"
"Who are these people?"
Many in gray robes spoke out.
But Wu Song and the other captives were full of joy.
"Xiao Kun is still alive!"
"That's great…"
"Oh no, by coming here, he's walking into a trap…"
Amid the joy, worry filled the air.
Wu Song's old eyes held anxiety as he said,
"Xiao Kun, you must leave, don't concern yourself with us!"
"Wait for your father's return!"
Wu Xiaokun's survival was already beyond their expectations, and now his return could render their previous efforts futile.
But Wu Xiaokun shook his head and said,
"Grandfather Wu Song, don't worry about me."
He looked at Wu Erbi and said,