Tang Feng Dies, Quiet Spring Is Captured, Gathering in Flying Dragon City, Meeting Nianjun Again!!

Ji Hui and Wang Long had followed their master since childhood, studying martial arts and the Dao. They knew Quiet Spring Daoist to be gentle and peaceful by nature, rarely showing killing intent. Yet now, her killing intent was icy, and the first words from her lips were, "Leave not a single one alive." The two were both shocked and frightened, their faces changing as they stood at a loss.

Wang Long was slightly older, while Ji Hui was about the same age as Li Xian. Both had only just stepped into the martial world. Wang Long could not help asking, "Master, could this be a misjudgment?"

Ji Hui had been enraged by the verbal harassment and had nearly wanted to kill. But her anger had now faded, and hearing "leave not a single one alive," she realized that one small mistake would mean dozens of lives. Fear finally took hold of her, and she echoed, "Yes, I don't think they look much like it either."

Quiet Spring Daoist lowered her eyes in thought. She was already eighty percent certain. Just now, the seven men had vaguely formed an array, moving to encircle and trap them. Ji Hui's experience was shallow; she had stood in danger without even realizing it. Had Quiet Spring Daoist not intervened, Ji Hui would already have fallen into enemy hands. Once the enemy used Ji Hui as leverage, even she would find it difficult to handle the situation completely. That was why she had acted so swiftly and rescued her disciple back to her side.

But this matter involved dozens of lives, so she had to be cautious beyond caution. Even with ninety percent certainty, she needed to investigate further. She said, "What you two say is not wrong. Long'er, wait until deep night, then