Originally, The Gate was tightly shut, and these people weren't sure how Sui Yi knew there was someone outside.
Wu Xie knew, of course, that Sui Yi's judgment wouldn't be wrong, so he glanced at her and strode forward.
He didn't ask Sui Yi how many people were outside, because no matter how many there were, apart from those with hardly any combat strength, only he and Sui Yi could fight, and as a man... he wouldn't let Sui Yi go out first.
Wu Xie directly pulled open The Gate, and unexpectedly, the snow that had stopped at dusk was now even heavier, thicker than during the day, falling relentlessly, and in this snow, in front of the temple, torches burned one by one.
A group of menacing figures loomed ahead.
At least a hundred people.
However, for Sui Yi and Wu Xie, those at the back could be considered a motley crew, mostly Blade Guests from the Western Regions, while only the ones in front—the black-armored figures—drew attention.
