Outside an abandoned temple, dozens of shadows flit in and out.
"Young Master, we have investigated clearly, that group of bandits is hiding inside this abandoned temple."
Xing Kui said in a low voice.
"How many people? What's their strength?"
"There are over thirty bandits, but their strength is unknown."
"Have we found out why they are here?"
"Not clear, but I saw a box in the abandoned temple, everyone is guarding it. It must contain something extremely precious," Xing Kui said.
Zhong Lin pondered for a moment and then said sternly, "Take action."
So many people from the Hundred Herbs Hall have died, we must give everyone an explanation. Regardless of who these people are, they all must die.
Upon Zhong Lin's command, dozens of black shadows slowly approached the abandoned temple.
Bam!
The dilapidated temple door was suddenly smashed open as Xing Kui led the Guard Team in instantly to kill.
"Who are you?"
