After Yao Yulou left, the four old men remained where they were, frowning.
They seemed to be pondering something...
At that moment, Weng Ting hurriedly said, "Four seniors, please hurry and save Junior Brother Sikong too. He must be in great danger right now."
The others from the Yao Residence nodded heavily as well, their hearts taut with anxiety. Over a thousand Emperor Martial Stage experts were chasing him now.
But the four elders seemed to come to a decision and shook their heads in unison. The old boatman said, "No. We will take you to Shaking One District now. Young Master Sikong's order to us was: protect you at all costs."
The moment those words fell, Yang Yi and the others froze and exchanged looks. That did not seem right, did it?
Seeing the strange expressions on their faces, the old blacksmith explained, "If those thousand Emperor Martial Stage experts cannot find Young Master Sikong, they will certainly come back and use your lives to force him to show himself. We cannot take that risk. Protecting you must come first."
That explanation sent a chill through Yang Yi and the others. Such a thing was absolutely possible.
But Zhang Duiyin still could not help saying, "But Junior Brother Sikong, he..."
Before she could finish, the old farmer gently cut her off with a smile. "After sneaking through all these days with him, do you still not understand what he is capable of? Just trust him completely."
The reason the four elders were not anxious was that, over the past few days, even they had been utterly unable to find any trace of Sikong Jing's hundred-man group.
And now that Sikong Jing was alone, how could he possibly be so easy to catch?
After weighing the matter, they had concluded