"But neither of us has lied."
"With so many bandits around, it would be better if you come down the mountain with us. My brother and I often traverse these mountains and know some hidden paths. Once we reach the town at the mountain's foot, they would dare not be so bold..."
He noticed that Wang Anfeng and his companions were young, and although equipped with weapons, their martial arts abilities seemed only comparable to his own, capable of achieving the eighth rank at most. They were already quite exceptional young martial artists in the area, but he didn't think more deeply about it.
A rustling sound of clothing sweeping through the air came from above.
The two Taoists tensed their bodies slightly, stiffening up. They intended to flee, but were already running low on inner strength, causing their complexion to turn somewhat pale. On the other hand, Yuchi Jie, who had been hiding behind his elder, Taishu Jian, briefly brightened his eyes.
