C181 Chapter 181

The mountain road twisted and turned, and the rain kept coming down in a steady drizzle.

Downhill Tiger rode in front, looking bored. One hand held the reins; the other gripped a length of hemp rope.

At the other end, Wu Gousheng stumbled along with his hands tied.

A man’s feet were no match for a horse. After just a couple steps, he had to jog to keep up