The auction house's Glazed Lanterns were still lit. Tang San and Lin Zhixia had just stepped out the front doors when a Blacksmith Association apprentice came running over in a panic. Grabbing Tang San's sleeve, he cried urgently, "Young Master Tang! Something's wrong! Miles is heading for the association with over twenty Spirit Hall soul masters, carrying Mysterious Iron Shields! He says he's going to massacre the association and seize President Lou's divine masterpiece!"
Lin Zhixia immediately spread out her Star Breath Perception and, sure enough, caught the dense Spirit Power Fluctuations coming from the northwest, mixed with the piercing scrape of black iron against the ground. She turned to Tang San. Half of her Star Orbit Shadow Wing had already unfolded behind her, while pale blue Star Blades glimmered with cold light. "We can't let them get near the association. There are still plenty of ordinary blacksmiths inside. If a fight breaks out, innocent people will definitely be hurt."
The last trace of warmth vanished from Tang San's eyes. He raised a hand to the Godly Zhuge Crossbow at his waist and swept his gaze over the narrow alley beside the auction house—it was the only route Miles and his men could take to reach the Blacksmith Association. Three-story blacksmith shops stood on both flanks, their rooftops covered in iron sheets, making them perfect for an ambush.
"Let's go. We'll set the ambush at the alley entrance." Tang San spoke quickly as he pulled Lin Zhixia into the narrow alley. "Use your Star Breath Perception to lock down every soul master's position. Use Star Chain to bind their feet. I'll seal the alley's rear with the Blue Silver Emperor, then break their shields with the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. Finally, I'll deal with their core fighters using the Clear Sky