Jinxiu Weiyang, outside Purple Jade Into Mist Villa.
At that moment, the Curly-Haired Woman fled at full speed with the masked man slung over her shoulder, her face filled with terror. She kept glancing back, afraid Jun Wangchen would catch up.
After running for roughly three or four minutes, she carried the masked man into a grove, where a group of people were waiting.
When the tall man leading them saw her carrying the masked man, he frowned. "What happened?"
"Someone injured Mask." The Curly-Haired Woman glanced around behind her, set the masked man down, and spoke with a grave expression.
"What?" The others' pupils contracted in shock.
"As far as I know, anyone capable of injuring Mask would have to be at least a black tier martial artist. That little girl called Qian Rumo is only at the mid-stage yellow tier. How could she have injured him?"
"It wasn't Qian Rumo." The Curly-Haired Woman shook her head and took a deep breath, a trace of fear creeping into her voice. "It was a young man. He was only in his early twenties, but his strength was absolutely terrifying. Even together, Mask and I couldn't withstand a single move from him!"
"Th-there's really someone like that?" Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Both Mask and the Curly-Haired Woman were at the peak yellow tier and had extensive combat experience. In a one-on-one fight, they could even hold their own against an Early Black Tier martial artist.
If the two of them together couldn't withstand even one move, just how terrifying was their opponent's strength?
"The Contest is tomorrow. The West District's underworld boss specifically ordered us to kill Qian Rumo. If we fail this mission, our boss will definitely punish us when we return," the tall man said through gritted teeth,