Zhou Zhengze then asked:
"So what do we do now?"
Zuo Xuan stared at the docks for a moment before speaking softly:
"They have people guarding the docks. If Hero Fang were to go on a rampage, anyone from Tingtiao Pavilion trying to escape this way would likely be blocked by them.
"It seems... we don't need to lure the ships away after all.
"In that case, why don't we head into Tingtiao Pavilion and watch the show?
"Who do you think the masters of these three great ships are?"
"Let's be careful. We should find a high vantage point to observe from so they don't spot us."
Zuo Hong reminded them.
The three then quietly departed, deliberately taking secluded paths as they hurried toward Tingtiao Pavilion.
Before they even got close, they saw the glow of fires flaring up from four different directions within Tingtiao Pavilion.
Shouts echoed through the air, clearly audible even from a distance.
Suhe Zhen's voice, a mixture of shock and fury, pierced the night:
