Yang Bin swept the cave with a pair of hawk-like eyes.
The cave was quite spacious, and he was not unfamiliar with it.
If his memory served him correctly, five years ago, he had hidden here while being chased by his own senior martial brothers.
In five years, there must have been quite a few people who came and went in this cave, but certainly not many.
The air was very dry, as if the slightest spark could set it ablaze.
"Chu Yi, tell me, what would you do if I set fire to the dry leaves here?"
Yang Bin's voice suddenly sounded.
Chu Yi knew that at this moment, Yang Bin must have not seen him yet, otherwise he wouldn't have asked such a question.
"Chu Yi, cough, why don't you have any sense of loyalty? Do you realize your good brothers are about to be beaten to death?"
At this time, Qi Yang also came in from the outside.
He first sneered in the cave, then roared: "Chu Yi, by provoking me, Qi Yang, don't you know you will die a miserable death?"
