After repelling the man, the Great Lord didn't hesitate at all and headed straight for the cargo truck ahead. Now, nothing else mattered—the most crucial thing was securing the Golden Silk Armor. For the Great Lord, it was a life-saving treasure. If someone else seized it, he would be doomed. So, he didn't even bother to find out who that man was.
However, the ambushers weren't limited to just that man. As the Great Lord barely advanced a few steps, several massive boulders rolled down from the mountain top, aimed directly at him.
Since his own vehicle had already been taken away by the cargo truck, the Great Lord wasn't concerned about the lives of the people inside, nor did he care about the massive boulders. He easily dodged them and was about to continue his pursuit when suddenly, a black shadow jumped out from behind a boulder, flashing three cold lights with both hands, coming straight for the Great Lord's eyes and heart.
