Woken from his sleep by the clamorous noise, Chen Xiaojun felt irritated. He dressed, left his room, and went into the main courtyard, where he saw Chen Jianjun.
He hurriedly asked, "Big brother, why is it so noisy?"
Chen Jianjun shook his head. "I don't know either. Little brother, look! Three-colored fireworks!"
Chen Xiaojun's heart lurched. Following Chen Jianjun's finger, he looked toward the northern sky. Red, yellow, and blue fireworks shaped like the Seven Kill Sword stood out vividly against the night, even though the main courtyard was a mile or so away as the crow flew.
This was the Chen Clan's emergency signal. Blue meant the invading enemy required the clan's Soul Saints to take action, yellow called for Soul Douluos, and red called for Titled Douluos.
All three colors being fired together signaled a situation so grave that its severity could not be assessed-possibly a calamity that threatened to wipe out the clan.
Neither of them knew what had happened outside. Chen Jianjun said urgently, "Come on, let's go take a look. We'll ask everyone what happened."
Just as they ran to the courtyard gate, they spotted some twenty figures in the distance.
"Hey, do you know what's going on?" Chen Jianjun shouted.
Hearing him, the figures gave no answer. Instead, they rushed toward the brothers, and tension instantly spread through both of them.
"Brother, something's wrong. Hardly anyone in the village is over two meters tall!" Chen Xiaojun realized something was amiss. "Th-those are Wolf Bandits!"
At first glance, the figures looked humanoid, but they were all enormously brawny, each standing over two meters tall with a powerful physique.
Unlike humans, they all had gray hair and thick body hair that made them look like wild men. Their lips protruded, exposing two canine teeth several times