Three hours earlier.
A scholar in white smiled and opened his mouth, saying,
"Fifth Brother, Eighth Sister, you two have the best qinggong. After you get there, test the waters first. "
"If their strength is average, we might not even need our original plan."
"And if their strength is sufficient, we can let them know we're not to be trifiled with, so they think twice before proceeding."
The big man's palm, gripping the axe handle, tightened slightly as snowflakes fell. He suddenly roared and, like a fierce tiger, sprinted forwards, his battle axe slashing fiercely towards the front. At the same time, the white-clothed woman also plummeted from above, her longsword targeting the area near Wang Anfeng's heart behind Tan Yurou with lethal intent.
It was a test, or perhaps an assassination.
No one knew.
But at that moment, the killing intent was as evident as the falling snow, filling the courtyard.
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The sound of clashing metal rang out.