Zhou Yan, Prince Tianlu, Luo Nantian, and the others froze. They hadn't been the least bit prepared for Qi Chuan and Xie Hong to show up.
In the next moment, they hurried to their feet, watching the two swagger toward them with serious expressions.
There were more than a dozen of them here, and Zhou Yan was among them—a legendary prodigy who had reigned supreme in the Golden Era. For these two to saunter over so brazenly, they were either fools or confident!
They all glanced at the wooden clubs slung over Qi Chuan and Xie Hong's shoulders. So those were the clubs Luo Nantian had mentioned?
"We were just about to come looking for you. Didn't expect you to deliver yourselves right to our door!" Luo Nantian glared at the pair. If looks could kill, Qi Chuan and Xie Hong would already have been blown to pieces.
"How convenient. We figured you'd bring people to get revenge, so we came straight to you to save you the trouble of tracking us down. What do you say—should you thank us?" Xie Hong replied.
"Humph." Luo Nantian couldn't be bothered to trade words with Xie Hong. He looked to Zhou Yan, Prince Tianlu, and the others. "Attack together. Don't give them a chance to ambush us."
Prince Tianlu and the others nodded. The two had come right to them; there was no reason not to fight.
Zhou Yan glanced at Qi Chuan and Xie Hong, feeling deeply uneasy. He had a bad feeling about this.
"Know why your grandpa didn't ambush you this time?" Xie Hong said, his nose pointed to the sky. "Because there's no need! I can take on all of you without the two of us even lifting a finger!"
He gave Qi Chuan a look.
Qi Chuan