Shen Family Leopard

To be honest, Liu Xiaolou had been rather uneasy about suddenly clashing with Weiyu Sect's people at the gates of Weiyu Mountain. As he went down the mountain, he found himself running faster and faster, covering more than ten li in one breath.

But before long, he began to reflect on it.

He had announced his name and declared his background, so what was the point of fleeing?

Besides, he clearly had done nothing wrong and stood on the side of reason. Why should he run? Even if Weiyu Sect refused to be reasonable, Ninth Mistress was still in the grotto-heaven, and Old Master Su could uphold justice. What was there to fear—Rumble! A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar erupted, and everyone felt the ground tremble and the world shudder.

"...Why have there been more and more birds lately?" Luluxiu, wearing the appearance of a man with a vicious scarred face, raised his head and looked at several turtledoves perched on the eaves.

Seeing that he had returned empty-handed once again, Liu Yan was not anxious. He methodically shifted to the next city gate. Yet this time, perhaps because his methods had become too formulaic, the other side noticed in advance, and he nearly suffered a heavy loss. Fortunately, he withdrew in time.

No one knew what hour of the night it had become. Under the moonlight, within the forest, night mist spread everywhere; vision was blurred, and the scenery hazy. All sorts of people continually passed through, while some lingered behind, as though waiting for something.

He wandered aimlessly along the streets. His military uniform, the braid at his cuffs, the medals on his chest, and the officer's saber at his waist all drew the attention of passersby.

That hint was already clear enough. Sony had evidently learned that An Junheok