"Once we get down the mountain, we'll naturally release them. Don't even think of making any rash moves, or else..." Duan Siying said, staring at Duan Sicong.
"As long as you don't hurt them, you may leave the mountain!" Duan Sicong held back the furious crowd behind him.
With Duan Sicong having said as much, the monks of the Five Divine Temple did not advance, however furious they were. They could only watch as Duan Siying laughed loudly and led his men down the mountain.
Before long, the three monks returned. Duan Siying had kept his word, though he had never thought much of these three monks. He would hardly go back on his word over them.
The monks of the Five Divine Temple had begun treating the wounded. Several others had already breathed their last, having died earlier at the hands of the Taixuan Sect's experts.
"Those men's cultivation was anything but ordinary!" Hong Yi walked over to Huang Xiao and said, "We could only keep them occupied. We couldn't kill them in such a short time."
"Three of those dozen or so Taixuan Sect experts were elders as well," Li Wujing said.
"Master, letting that old fellow leave like this-isn't that releasing a tiger back into the mountains?" Meng Jiu asked with a sigh.
"I imagine the master had his own considerations," Dugu Sheng said.
"Thank you for your assistance, young heroes. May I ask who you are?" Duan Sicong asked, pressing his palms together.
He was, in fact, still astonished that they possessed such cultivation at such a young age. Across the Jianghu, they were unquestionably outstanding figures of the younger generation.
Only after Hong Yi and the others answered did Duan Sicong understand. He might not know much about them, but he naturally knew the forces