The figure in black was none other than Hu Deyao.
Ye Taiqing wasn't at all surprised to see Hu Deyao appear. They had long considered him one of Xu Ke's men. After halting his advance, he wasted no words and immediately swung his fists, propelling a wave of overwhelming True Qi straight toward Hu Deyao's face.
"Child's play. You dare show off in front of a master?"
With a cold snort, Hu Deyao surged forward. His kick was a blur, whistling through the air with the sharp, piercing force of a drill as he aimed it straight for Ye Taiqing's groin. If it connected, Ye Taiqing probably wouldn't be riding into battle for the next three days.
"Despicable!" Ye Taiqing cursed inwardly, but his body still dodged on pure instinct.
That single dodge slowed his momentum. Seeing his chance, Xia Wenfeng immediately turned to leave without so much as a word of thanks.
