"How noisy. Fortunately, they fled quickly, otherwise I might not have been able to resist striking again."
Master Martial Artist Yu watched the rapidly retreating figures with a disdainful smirk.
"We shouldn't stay here for long, let's go as well."
Zhao Letian sheathed his Mid-grade Spiritual Weapon Longsword, speaking with a grave tone.
The noise from the recent battle was quite loud, and it was very likely that it had attracted the attention of others.
"Hm."
Master Martial Artist Yu nodded and then, together with Zhao Letian, they transformed into two streaks of light, heading straight for the Four Directions Pavilion.
At the same time, on a distant mountain peak, a group of Martial Artists with powerful auras were silently observing the receding figures of Zhao Letian and his companion.
If Zhao Letian was here, he would have recognized at a glance that the leader of this group was none other than the second Prince of Dajin Country, Ye Chenxiao.
