"Many thanks to Young Master Lu for lending a hand!" Ouyang Kong said gratefully.
Beside him, apart from the two experts from the Demon Suppression Division, there was also Duan Boran, slumped weakly on the ground, two young men, and a black-clad old man with a full head of white hair and beard.
Having just sensed the aura of battle, everyone had followed its trail and found Ouyang Kong fiercely fighting an old man—and at a disadvantage.
What else was there to say? Lu Zheng, Liu Qingyan, Shen Ying, and Yue Honghai surrounded him from all sides. The moment they revealed even a trace of their auras, the other side collapsed outright.
"You are too courteous, Lord Ouyang. This is simply what people like us ought to do." Lu Zheng glanced at the group and found Duan Boran staring blankly ahead. This time, he was truly in despair, not putting on an act.
"So they are..."
"Duan Boran once held office in Eastern Chuan Province. His son joined Pan Water Cave," Ouyang Kong said.
"Pan Water Cave?"
Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, recalling events from five years ago. "Were they involved in this flood disaster as well?"
"No! Do not slander us! We came out this time only to save my father!" one of the young men said urgently.
Ouyang Kong looked at the expressionless old man and shook his head. "Five years ago, Lord Luo of the Eastern Chuan Province Demon Suppression Division invited several local experts to pay a visit to Pan Water Cave. I presume Pan Water Cave would not dare act rashly this year."
Hearing this, the old man's expression eased. He nodded. "Five years ago, Pan Water Cave decided to close the mountain for ten years. This time, this old man left the mountain