Li Xiao's arrival drew the attention of some people.
His youthful face and the fine Ox-Horn Bow on his back made him rather conspicuous among the crowd.
A few old hunters sized him up before withdrawing their gazes, likely taking him for a greenhorn with some family means.
As for the Guards behind Martial Master Zhou, they merely gave him a cursory glance and paid him no further attention.
Steward Liu was bustling about, counting people and supplies. When he saw Li Xiao, he nodded at him in greeting.
Li Xiao silently moved to an empty spot and stood there. He spoke to no one, merely observing everyone present in secret, especially Martial Master Zhou.
He could sense that Martial Master Zhou's aura was far more condensed and profound than Chen Long's. He was probably not as simple as a First-Turn Martial Master.
"Everyone's here!" After finishing the count, Steward Liu walked to Martial Master Zhou's side and said respectfully.
"Martial Master Zhou, we'll be relying entirely on you this time."
Martial Master Zhou gave a slight nod. His gaze swept across the crowd, and though his voice was not loud, it reached every ear clearly:
"Since everyone is here, we depart. Let me make the ugly words plain first: once we enter the mountain, everything is under my command.
"Whoever dares act on his own or flee at the critical moment, don't blame Zhou for showing no mercy!"
The chill in his words made many present shudder inwardly, and they hurriedly voiced their agreement.
With a wave of Martial Master Zhou's hand, this party of Martial Masters, Guards, and hunters left the rear courtyard of Ke Man Lou in grand array, heading for the vast and verdant Great Green Mountain beyond the city.
After leaving South City's gate, the