"But it seems there's only one person," Fu Long still stood on the rooftop.
From a distance, a large group of Medicine Men was attacking a single individual.
It looked extremely dangerous.
In the darkness of the night, it was hard to see what was actually happening.
"Is it really one of our own?" Chu Qianli gripped her dagger tightly and made a split-second decision, "Tie Xin, Danqing, protect your master well, I'll go take a look!"
No sooner had she spoken than she leaped up and flew towards the direction of the fight without waiting for anyone to respond.
The distance was somewhat far, so the rotten stench only flashed in waves, appearing and then disappearing.
The person Wuya mentioned as one of our own had already been blocking them for a while.
But there were just too many Medicine Men, and for a moment, that person couldn't force all of them to retreat.
Who in the world was it that could hold off over a hundred Medicine Men all by themself?