The atmosphere changed immediately.
The earlier tension turned sharper, carrying a killing intent. The red-robed figures' expressions hardened, and even their stances adjusted slightly, as if preparing for battle.
Wu Chaochang, who had been watching until now, finally turned his gaze toward the old man's face.
Not someone he was familiar with.
His expression didn't change much. That faint smile still lingered on his lips, but his eyes had become colder.
"So… the hounds showed up after all."
His gaze moved briefly to the knife still caught between the old man's fingers, then back to the old man himself.
"Interesting."
"I knew a member had come to the nearby Jiangnan City on a commission. It seems it was all a façade, and the real target was me. But—"
A chilling, killing intent erupted from within him.
"Aren't they looking down on me a bit too much to only send over an outer elder?"
With a crazed look on his face. He continued.
