Zhang Jin waved a hand at Huang Xiao, signaling that he was all right, so Huang Xiao returned to the carriage.
"Brothers, what's wrong?" When Huang Xiao returned to stand guard beside the carriage, he noticed that the five guards around him wore strange expressions.
"This is bad. He's actually an expert from the Remnant Demon Sect." Terror showed on one guard's face. As imperial guards, they had weathered great storms, yet even so, he looked terrified.
Their unusual reaction made Huang Xiao realize that they were probably in trouble now. Of course, he had known that this old man who had suddenly appeared possessed formidable martial power. But however strong he was, surely that alone should not have struck fear into so many experts.
"The Remnant Demon Sect? What sort of sect is that? Is it very powerful?" Huang Xiao had already realized that the Remnant Demon Sect was no ordinary sect.
"Constable Huang, this is no longer a question of whether they're powerful. The Remnant Demon Sect is a supreme sect of the Evil Dao. Its standing is like that of Shaolin, the Mount Tai and the Big Dipper of the righteous path," one guard said. "We just don't know who this old man is, or whether we stand a chance."
In fact, Huang Xiao was only a Reserve Constable, but calling him Constable Huang was a way of showing him some respect.
"Just who are you in the Remnant Demon Sect?" Chen Ao stepped forward and demanded.
"Hmph, you're nothing but a petty commander of the imperial guards, yet you dare address me like that?" Hearing Chen Ao's words, the old man glanced at him and spoke coldly.
"The Remnant Demon Sect? Such arrogance!" Though Zhang Jin was gravely wounded, he was still an expert and could