"Huh!"
Corbin Shade nodded and instructed, "Penn, go check it out and see what's going on. Find Flint and have him bring the White Tiger Key here quickly!"
"Yes!"
The young man with the big nose clasped his fists and was about to set off.
At this moment, a voice rang out: "No need, your disciples won't be coming!"
"Who?"
The big-nosed young man, Leif Shade, shouted coldly.
The gaze of Corbin Shade and the others instinctively turned to the passage on the left.
A young man, not even twenty years old, stepped out.
"Marshall Morgan!"
"Brother Morgan!"
Llewellyn Hale, Tyrone Eastwood, and the others exclaimed at the sight of this young man.
This young man was indeed Marshall Morgan.
He had come down the passage from the medicinal field and arrived just in time to hear the conversation of Corbin Shade and the others.
"It's you? Kid, you're still alive?"
The big-nosed young man scoffed coldly.
"Of course, I'm still alive. Are you blind?"
Marshall Morgan sneered.
"You...!"
