Weren't those two Night Watchmen from Cangnan City?
Why were they here?
An Qingyu clearly remembered that Si Xiaonan had once been a seemingly harmless girl at the "Pool" realm, but the pressure emanating from her now had already reached the peak of the "Klein" realm.
Had her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds over the past few years, or had she been hiding her strength all along?
A hint of gray flashed through his eyes as he instantly analyzed Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan's bodies. Traces of an Outer God's divine power lingered within the former, while the latter carried a serpentine aura that An Qingyu found repulsive.
These two, whether in temperament or strength, were no longer the two Night Watchmen from Cangnan City that they had once been.
An Qingyu shifted his gaze to Xingge beside them. Seeing the man's obvious Western features and the chilling killing intent flickering in his eyes, An Qingyu immediately frowned.
Every word of Xingge's English sentence from just now had reached An Qingyu's ears.
Combined with the man's appearance and the pressure of his realm, An Qingyu was almost certain that, like Andre, the man before him was an agent of an Outer God who had infiltrated Great Xia from the Mist's border.
With these three standing together, An Qingyu reached a conclusion in less than half a second.
Enemies,
not friends.
His eyes narrowed. His right hand darted toward his pocket as several invisible threads tightened around him, and he entered a combat stance.
A cold smile curled Xingge's lips. He raised his right hand, about to seize An Qingyu from the air.
Just then, a slender figure stepped in front of him.
Xingge frowned.
Si Xiaonan stood with her back to Xingge and faced An Qingyu. She casually waved