"Retreat quickly!"
Angered, Luo Zheng was about to strike back at the enemy's arrogance when he heard Lan Xue's order to retreat. Without hesitation, he turned and ran. After regrouping under Lan Xue's guidance, they swiftly crossed the trap-laden area and charged up to the mountain top. Looking up, Luo Zheng saw that the peak was connected to another one; they could cross over along the ridge, surrounded by dense trees. He said joyfully, "Quick, let's get across."
Everyone dashed down a small slope and raced along the ridge like leopards hunting in the night. They had sprinted over a hundred meters when suddenly the sound of explosions erupted behind them. They stopped and looked back, seeing the woods they had just left ablaze, explosions following one after another, mixed with screams.
"Haha, try to chase us now!" Snow Leopard shouted, exhilarated.