The leader was a middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard, his eyes sharp as if they were carved, and his eyes narrow and bright, with a cold gleam flashing as he glanced around, exuding an eagle-like sharpness.
Beside him was someone shrouded in black mist, their appearance unclear.
"They were clearly heading for the Chen Mansion, why did they change route midway? Did they suspect we would intercept them on the way?" Qi Kaihai squinted as he assessed Chen Mo, muttering to himself.
He and Sikong Zuiyue had been waiting in East City for quite some time, and if not for receiving news, this fellow would have indeed gotten away!
"Mr. Chen, the opponents have come with ill intentions. At a rough glance, there are at least five Grandmasters." Yuan Junfeng said gravely, "Especially the two leading them; their strength is so profound that even I can't see through them. They might be at the Heavenly Human First Grade!"
