This time proved markedly different from their previous encounter. The members of the Tiger Head Tribe were stunned, realizing they had underestimated their opponents before and had been caught off guard once again.
But there was more to their shock. Who was that masked expert? Their presence had caught them completely unawares, leaving them utterly unprepared.
The bandits of the Three Strongholds, already shaken by the intensity of the battle, found themselves dumbfounded. When had these newcomers entered An Zezhou? How had they gone unnoticed?
The palpable aura of battle prowess emanating from these individuals surpassed even that of seasoned mountain bandits like themselves. They had the air of seasoned warriors, hardened by countless battles on the battlefield.
These were no ordinary bailiffs or martial artists. They were soldiers, veterans of the battlefield.