"They're here."
The elder in the Bamboo Hat's face darkened as he clenched the Brown Bamboo Cane that served as his walking stick.
Scholar Xiao drew an Iron Bone Folding Fan from his sleeve, snapped it open with a "POP," and held it in front of him, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Ruan Tian and Ruan Di exchanged a glance and silently hid in the shadows of the dilapidated temple.
The enchanting woman leaned against the burly man, still maintaining her flirtatious smile, but her hand moved to her waist and unfastened the Soft Sword that served as her belt.
"My Ladies, allow me to protect you!" Wu Hu cried out loudly, crossing his arms in front of him in a vigilant stance. "Protect our ladies! Brothers, rally to their defense!"
"If you want to protect us, why are you standing behind us?" The maiden took a deep breath, resisting the urge to draw her sword and cut down this scoundrel. She stared intently at the entrance of the ruined temple.
TAP, TAP, TAP.
