Thinking of this, Shan Sichen turned his head and silently blended into the crowd, heading toward the Brewing Pavilion.
At a turn of the corner, two people blocked his path, one hand from each of them.
"Get out of the way!"
Shan Sichen let out a furious roar, slapping away with a palm strike on each side.
It's been a long time since I've taken action, don't they think I've lost my touch!
The two who blocked the way clearly did not expect Shan Sichen to have such skills.
Caught off guard and unable to dodge in time, they were hit.
"Damn nuisance!"
"Stop talking! Hurry and chase!"
Watching the receding figure of Shan Sichen, the faces of the demon blockers turned unsightly.
Fleeing Shan Sichen did not hear the conversation of the two people; he had already fled far. Although he repelled the blockers, he did not let his guard down; instead, he tensed up more.
