With a wave of his hand, Chen Ping immediately put away all the freshly cooked food on the dining table and looked warily toward the source of the voice.
Du Weilun and Shi Xing instantly looked murderous. Having their enjoyment of good food interrupted was certainly infuriating.
But what the person behind them had said made their killing intent boil even more fiercely.
Du Weilun and Shi Xing silently turned around, shielding Chen Ping behind them. Only then did they see that the voice had come from one of three old men in the distance.
The three old men looked at least seventy years old. Surprisingly, all three looked exactly alike. Even their clothes were identical.
They were all very thin, with deeply wrinkled faces and gray-white hair hanging loosely behind their heads. Their eyes were cloudy yellow, giving them an air of decrepitude.
Their most distinctive features were their hooked noses and very thin lips.
All three wore gray robes and leaned on staffs. The staffs were jet-black from end to end and fully ten feet long, each topped with a gray gemstone the size of a human head.
The three old men moved in perfect unison. They tapped their long staffs against the ground, and their bodies floated forward.
They set off together and landed together. In just two such movements, they had arrived before Shi Xing and Du Weilun.
"Evil Soul Masters?"
Shi Xing muttered under his breath, his eyes betraying nothing else. Du Weilun was the same.
Looking at the three hook-nosed brothers before him, Chen Ping instantly guessed who they were: the Zhongli Evil Soul Master Brothers, who would only appear in the Star Dou Forest several years later in the original timeline.
The three brothers apparently had yet to kill that Dark Gold Terrorclaw