Inside the small shop, the owner stammered out the location of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group in a state of fright.
After learning the Wolf Head Mercenary Group's approximate location, Nalan Yanran gently shook the blood from her sword blade, then turned and walked out of the shop.
On a main road at the edge of Qingshan Town, seven or eight riders on unicorn horses came galloping over at full speed. Along the way, every passerby hurriedly scattered to avoid them, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
"It's those guys again. Uncle Kagan, let's go!"
As the mounted men approached, a green-clad girl standing by a roadside shop suddenly turned pale and hurriedly spoke to the middle-aged man beside her.
"Alright, alright, we just won't cross paths with them!" The middle-aged man named Kalan repeatedly agreed, then turned his back together with the girl.
Yet even so, the mounted men stopped beside the shop. One of them shouted, "Aren't these people from the Blood Battle Mercenary Group? What, when you see our Wolf Head Mercenary Group, you don't even dare show your faces?"
Hearing this, Kalan and the green-clad girl both turned around with frowns.
Among the riders, the gaunt man at the front swept his gaze over Kagan and the green-clad girl, then grinned. "Oh, it's Kagan. Planning to enter the Monster Beast Mountain Range again?"
"That's right. We're planning to enter the Monster Beast Mountain Range," Kagan replied quietly.
"Then be careful. Don't let that old bag of bones get eaten by monster beasts!" Hearing Kalan's reply, the gaunt man mocked him without restraint.
Yet Kalan showed no reaction to the man's ridicule.
Seeing Kalan's response, the gaunt man laughed loudly several times before shifting his gaze to the evasive green-clad girl. He licked his lips lewdly