Xiao Yu looked at them and said in a thoroughly displeased tone:
"Could you take your fight somewhere else? Don't you know it's rude to disturb someone's rest?"
"Fellow Daoists, please lend me a hand and hold these three off! I'll reward you handsomely afterward!"
The middle-aged woman was overjoyed at the sudden sight of Xiao Yu and his avatar. She immediately launched several fierce attacks at the old man, then darted to within a hundred feet of Xiao Yu and spoke as though clutching at a life-saving straw.
"Who are you, fellow Daoist? When did you arrive here?" The old man and his two companions were bewildered and suspicious at the sudden appearance of Xiao Yu and his avatar. When had these two arrived? Was this an ambush or a coincidence?
None of them was proficient in array formations, so despite fighting on the island for some time, they had failed to notice the illusion formation right under their noses.
Rather than answer, Xiao Yu asked the old man:
"Shouldn't I be asking you that? I was resting here perfectly peacefully when you came barging in to fight, and now you're questioning me?"
"And you, fellow Daoist, I have no interest in getting involved in your affairs, nor do I need any handsome reward. Take your fight elsewhere." After snapping back at the old man, Xiao Yu turned to the middle-aged woman.
Although Xiao Yu was confident he could kill them, he would not invite trouble without good reason. Who knew whether killing the juniors would bring their elders running? If a Core Formation cultivator showed up, he had no confidence he could escape pursuit.
"Thank you for being so understanding, fellow Daoist. This woman is a traitor to our sect. My junior brothers and I have come to