"Save who?"
"Do you know that woman?"
Chu Chengfeng shook his head. "I don't."
"Then how do you know she doesn't need saving?"
"That's called having a keen eye. If you spend a year or so wandering the Jianghu, you'll get the gist of it. I've never been wrong about this kind of thing. That woman is far too fearless."
"If even you can see it, why can't they?"
"Hey! What do you mean, 'even I can see it'!?" Chu Chengfeng was amused by Zheng Xiu's words. "I am ranked on the Weapon Manual at number—"
Zheng Xiu deadpanned, "Thirty-eight."
"Good that you know."
Seeing that Chu Chengfeng had no intention of interfering, Pei the Second paid him no further mind.
At that moment, Pei the Second sneered, drew a curved saber from his waist with his right hand, and slammed his left palm on the table in front of Feng Bei.
"Xie! That shipment your Yunhe Village hijacked the other day—don't you know that road is Black Wind Stronghold's territory?!"
"Oh, I know."
