As Chu Ge slowly approached, they could distinctly feel a powerful oppressive force continuously moving towards them.
One of the followers nervously swallowed, "Do you feel it? Such a strong presence, Chu Ge is about to come up!"
Gao Weijie's hand gently rested on the Demon Sword, prepared to draw the sword and duel with Chu Ge at any moment.
"Mr. Gao, why don't we escape through the window first? Don't forget the real reason we came was for the Sword Soul, and it would be a failure if we haven't found the Sword Soul and end up getting caught ourselves."
"Yes, Mr. Gao, if the Sword Soul is not in the Gambling Stone Field, then it must be in the bar. Why don't we check there first? Why resort to violence if there's a chance for wisdom to win us the Sword Soul, right? Hehehe."
Gao Weijie glanced at the two people and sneered, "With subordinates like these, no wonder Master Lian keeps failing!"
