Bang! Bang! Bang!
Six figures burst through the window wrapped in fierce killing intent, landing steadily on the second-floor boards. Their gazes instantly locked onto the figure by the window—Jiang Chuanqiao, wearing a veiled bamboo hat and a loose black robe.
The tavern fell deathly silent, and the diners were too terrified to breathe.
The bald eldest brother of the Three Oddities of Lake Mountain sized up his attire and let out a cold sneer.
"Kid, you really made us search hard! You nearly slipped away right beneath our noses! That outfit of yours is quite something, but it ends here!"
Jiang Chuanqiao cursed Chen Qing's cunning inwardly. That man had actually used the vicious scheme of wounding himself to escape and redirecting disaster onto someone else.
He did not take these six people seriously, but if his Demonic Sect identity were exposed here, the consequences would be endless.
Suppressing his fury, he tried to explain.
"Absurd! The one who jumped through the window just now was Chen Qing! Are you blind? Hurry up and chase him! Delay any longer, and he really will get away!"
Upon hearing this, Ghost Hand of Yidao Nunnery had a flicker of doubt in his eyes beneath his bamboo hat.
There were indeed many suspicious points, but there was no time to ponder them now.
The scar on Heartbreak Saber's face twisted as he cut in with a muffled voice dripping with mockery.
"Hmph! Eight times out of ten, this is a trick to confuse us! I've seen plenty of these Golden Cicada Sheds its Shell schemes, these tricks of pinning blame on others! Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we take you down and search you! If it really is a misunderstanding, I'll pay you ten taels of silver for medicine!"