"Yuan, let's go."
"Okay, Miss."
The carriage drove towards the group of martial arts practitioners, and those blocking the way automatically made way, obedient like children without needing any instruction.
This bizarre scene made Mr. Zhao's eyelids twitch wildly as a chill surged from his back to his head.
What is happening?
Clearly, without seeing that witch make a move, why did these people open up a path and let her leave safely?
Could it be that the witch woman really has some special ability?
"Let's go down and take a look."
If he doesn't figure out what's going on, Mr. Zhao will be sleepless tonight and even in the days to come. Not caring if his identity is exposed, he rode his horse down the hill.
"Mr. Zhao..." His partner was startled, wasn't it agreed not to intervene? Why suddenly intervene, unable to do anything, this incident would cause trouble for him too, had no choice but to follow suit.
When the two rushed down.
