This scene was excessively bizarre, and Lu Zhenqing was so scared he didn't even dare to breathe, hiding behind Master Xie, clutching tightly to Master Xie's clothes.
Master Xie disdainfully tugged at his own clothes, reprimanding in a low voice, "Let go!"
He still needed to guard for his master!
This old man was a hindrance, how could he concentrate on protecting his master?
Although his master did not continue to search for those hiding in the shadows, his intuition told him that the person in hiding had been watching their every move all along!
How could he dare be careless?
Master Xie was tense, the man's footsteps transitioning from initially leisurely to later swift as the wind, then to lightning speed, glancing past shadows, and in a mere five minutes, the flames of the eighteen candlesticks burned even more fiercely.
