The sudden change caught me completely off guard.
Brother Wang acted the moment he said he would, driving a blade straight at the little old man who had been undercover for forty years under the codename "Big Brother."
I had no idea why Brother Wang had suddenly attacked.
But the moment Brother Wang made his move, whether in speed, angle, or surprise, he was unquestionably a top-tier expert.
What was more, the aura around him erupted instantly as he attacked.
Only then did I truly sense Brother Wang's cultivation.
Early Spiritual Wisdom Realm.
Though he was not as strong as I was, cultivation like that would let someone walk unchallenged anywhere.
Yet Brother Wang had willingly remained undercover here for nearly thirty years.
And that was not all. The instant Brother Wang attacked, Big Brother's expression changed sharply as well.
Sensing danger, he immediately pulled back.
But he was still a fraction too slow. The switchblade slashed across his neck, leaving a wound, though it was not fatal.
Brother Wang wanted to follow up with another strike, but this Big Brother was no ordinary person either.
His eyes widened. He formed a hand seal before his chest with one hand and shouted in a low voice:
"Golden Bell Shield!"
In an instant, Big Brother's aura erupted.
A protective shield of energy formed over his body, like a bronze bell.
I had seen this technique before. Iron Bucket Monk had used this move back then.
Was this Big Brother a disciple of Buddhism?
As the Golden Bell Shield appeared, Brother Wang's switchblade struck it with a bang, instantly deflecting away.
Big Brother seized that opening and quickly retreated to a safe distance.
At that moment, both Big Brother and I were shocked. But compared to Big Brother, I trusted Brother Wang