Hei San narrowed his eyes, standing still and waiting for the person to approach.
"Now you should tell us what to do?"
Hei San asked impatiently.
The person nodded, "I just checked, there are only a few Ancient Martial Artists inside, the rest are ordinary people, so dealing with them should be enough for you."
As soon as this person spoke, Hei San was displeased, glaring at him angrily, "What do you mean by that? Are you mocking us? Do you think our martial arts are inadequate?"
The man in the kimono looked at him contemptuously, "Is there even a need for mocking? It's the truth."
"You!" Hei San was thoroughly enraged, "If it weren't for the Sect Hierarch's orders for me to follow your instructions, I wouldn't tolerate you!"
Hei San couldn't really make a move against him, so all he could do was argue verbally.
The person snorted, "Even if you all want to fight, none of you together would be my match, so just save your efforts."
