Chapter 286: The various factions
Across the street, the old woman selling fish balls squeezed the silver dollar in her pocket, her face tinged with fear.
She was the one who had told Uncle Jiu about Chen Mo just now.
She had spent forty years running her stall on this street and had seen every kind of person, but never had she regretted taking a dollar as much as she did tonight.
On a low stool behind the stall, the burly, fat man who had come out of the Baofu Incense Shop earlier watched the scene with keen interest.
His surname was Shi, his given name Hu, and he ranked third among his fellow disciples.
"Third senior brother, did you make out the technique that man just used?"
The speaker was a young woman sitting across from Shi Hu. She looked to be in her early twenties and wore a plain blue-green jacket with a front opening, looking like an ordinary female student.
"Not really."
Shi Hu's voice was muffled. The flesh of his cheeks bunched together, squeezing his eyes even smaller.
"We were too far away, and that kid moved too fast. All I saw was the fellow in the white suit charging over, then freezing in place."
"Freezing in place?"
Li Changye, the fifth disciple, leaned into view from the other side. He was a baby-faced young man who looked barely into his twenties.
"What do you mean, freezing in place? Were his three souls and seven spirits sealed? Or did some outside evil enter his body?"
"How should I know?"
Shi Hu slapped the back of his head in irritation. "If I could figure it out at a glance, why would Master send so many of us out?"
With that, he withdrew his gaze and pulled a