Watching the Battle

Old Man Mu had roamed north of the Tianshan Mountains for several decades without dying, so he was extremely experienced, especially when it came to escaping.

His martial arts were now inferior to Tu Gou's, let alone the two great masters who had suddenly appeared, but he was the first to sense danger. The instant a circle of torches abruptly went out, he spun around, leaped out, smashed through a door, and burrowed into the nearest room.

Tu Gou was only one step behind him, but he had no idea why Old Man Mu had done that, nor where the danger came from. It was purely instinctive: he had to follow the man who had made the decision.

The room was pitch-black. Old Man Mu poked through the window paper and peeked into the courtyard. The windowsill was low, and Tu Gou bent over to look outside. In the end, he simply knelt on the ground, so tense that his palms were covered in sweat.

The moonlight was bright, and it was not especially dark outside. However, the torches had gone out far too abruptly, so most people needed a moment to adjust. They gripped their weapons tightly and warily searched for the enemy.

"Was that the Dragon King?" Tu Gou asked in a low voice.

"Stop dreaming. The White-robed Ghost and the Stone Monster are both first-rate experts. Anyone with a sane mind would never challenge the two of them, especially the White-robed Ghost..."

Tu Gou was startled. "Who is the Stone Monster?"

"The one from the Tianshan Sect. He's built like a stone pillar."

Tu Gou nodded. "The White-robed Ghost must be a Luo Family Disciple. I think I've seen him before, but unfortunately, I can't remember his name."

"Idiot." That was Old Man Mu's verdict. Then he