77. Three Elements  
Author: Hieronimus
last update2026-04-12 11:04:02

“We will discuss this later! I sense someone approaching us, Wu Tian!” Lin Wei’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and urgent.

Wu Tian straightened, his pulse quickening. The dim cavern around them seemed to tighten, shadows pressing closer as the flickering torchlight trembled against the stone walls. The air smelled faintly of damp earth and smoke, carrying a chill that seeped into his bones. “Friend or foe, Brother Wei?” he asked, his tone wary.

“Most likely an enemy. No one should kn
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