Lin Taichu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. So Zhao Tianba's invitation had really been a trap, and he had even colluded with Su Mingyuan.
They actually planned to use explosives to collapse the main hall and kill everyone. That way, no one would know they were responsible.
Lin Taichu did not dare delay. He quickly slipped back, then returned to the main hall and immediately went to Qin Feng's side, quietly telling him what he had just heard.
Qin Feng's expression changed, and he gripped the longsword at his waist. "I didn't expect them to be this vicious. They even want to kill people from the other sects."
"What do we do now?" Lin Taichu asked.
Qin Feng was just about to rise when Lin Taichu held him down.
Lowering his voice, Lin Taichu said, "We can't alert anyone. People from all the sects are here—who knows whether the Southern Fist Sect has informants among them? If we raise the alarm, Su Mingyuan will definitely act early. Then no one will be able to escape."
Qin Feng frowned. "But we can't just watch them set off the explosives. There are dozens of people here."
"The two of us will stop them," Lin Taichu said quickly.
"Su Mingyuan needs to create chaos before lighting the fuse, so he must still be preparing near the storeroom. We'll go there and block him. You deal with the guards he brought, and I'll handle Su Mingyuan. As long as we control them, they won't be able to light the explosives."
Qin Feng nodded. The two pretended to be heading to the latrine and quietly slipped out of the main hall. As soon as they reached the corner of the corridor, they saw Su Mingyuan standing at the storeroom entrance. A tall,