The one leading this group was a middle‑aged man, with a man and a woman at his side, both not exactly young.
The carriages had formed into a tight ring, guarding the four directions.
Standing all around were green robed disciples.
Under the command of this middle‑aged man, the whole group was fighting listlessly.
On the mountain bandits' side, there were a few with extraordinary bearing, looking extremely vicious. At this moment their brows were tightly knitted as they watched the scene before them, seemingly somewhat puzzled.
Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, acting as the squad, had come out to scout the path.
After only a few steps, Su Mo heard the sounds of fighting. Following the noise, right on their unavoidable route, he saw this very scene.
Yang Xiaoyun watched for a while, then suddenly smiled and jerked her chin toward Su Mo.
Signaling him to look at that middle‑aged man.
