"Ugh, did I rush into something ominous? Who exactly are these people?"
The distance between the two parties was less than a hundred meters, and with Xu Shu's sharp eyesight, he could see every detail on their bodies.
These five men, four young and one old, seemed to be led by the old man with white hair.
They all wore open, bright white robes with a conspicuous letter embroidered on the left chest—an oversized "S."
On their white forehead bands, there was a strange cross stitched.
Thus, the two parties stood at a distance, neither of them speaking first.
The open space here was surrounded on all sides, resembling the shape of the character "vessel," with each of the four openings formed by the collapsed ruins of tall buildings.
Xu Shu was in the middle, at the center of the character, and beside him was the passageway where the small Demon had emerged.
