"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"
Three figures swiftly flew over the slums.
The shadow at the back accelerated to catch up with the other two, and said playfully: "I wonder if the old man is getting senile, calling the three of us back together and saying there's a big job."
"What big job could there possibly be in Mountain City!"
"Shadow, if Lord Gong hears you, you're bound to get a scolding!"
"A scolding? No way, the old man's already got one leg broken, can he still hit?"
"Shadow, you talk too much. Lord Gong used to be a true Great Cultivator. If you have the guts, say that in front of him!" the only woman said coldly.
"Hei Yue, don't be so serious!"
"But aren't you curious about the big job he mentioned?"
"It's none of our business, as long as we complete the mission!" the burly Chou Niu grumbled.
"What bad luck to be teamed up with two old-fashioned folks like you!" Shadow lamented somewhat speechlessly.
Without further conversation, the three soon arrived at a small shack.
