"Whoosh—"
It was the sound of a crossbow bolt being fired—however, this time it wasn't from the Exorcism Sword Guards under Qing Yu's command but from another group of people, onlookers across the shore watching the fire.
The Exorcism Sword Guards, ambushed in the woods on the other side of the path by Qing Yu, fell rapidly to the ground, one after another, under the unexpected attack of crossbow bolts from a third party.
Then, cloaked in black just like the Exorcism Sword Guards and holding crossbows, people encircled Qing Yu and Blood Bat No.1 from all directions, trapping them tightly within their midst.
'Soldiers?' The thought flashed across Qing Yu's mind as he looked at the black-clothed people surrounding him.
These black-clothed men had too many bows and crossbows—enough to kill all of Qing Yu's men who were ambushed on the other side of the path and hadn't suffered any losses under Xie Lang's sudden raid.