"Even your Cold Knife Sect, with its strong might dominating the region, dares not provoke them?" Gong Shuyin stood up and stepped closer, asking softly.
"Do you know us, Miss?" The captain grew cautious.
"Of course I know; Cold Knives breaking the snow, Moon Shadows turning to ice - these speak of the unmatched ferocity of the Cold Knife Sect's attacks and slaughters," Gong Shuyin complimented a few words.
The captain and those around him relaxed slightly.
"Miss has overpraised us; it's all the support and face given by friends in the martial world." After pausing, the captain earnestly and solemnly said.
"Since we are friends, I kindly advise you: Starting from here, if you encounter those red-eyed Daoists, always step back and do not provoke them. Otherwise, disaster will surely ensue."
"May I ask, brother, just who are they?" Yan Shuang's face turned serious.
"Those people are Daoists of the Blood Immortal Dao and Human Immortal Temple!" The captain lowered his voice.
