Soon, the two of them quickly rushed up a small hill. One of them swiftly took out a fireworks stick, uncovered the fire starter's lid, blew to ignite the flame, and lit it.
Sssss.
The fireworks stick immediately ignited with a faint red smoke, drifting into the distance.
"How long will it take for them to come over?" one person asked in a deep voice.
"It shouldn't take more than a quarter of an hour!"
"A bit slow."
"No matter, as long as the situation is confirmed, Zhang Ying can't just disappear with his men, and as long as he can't make a move and kill Zhang Xuan and the others immediately, our goal is achieved."
To shake the Daoist, to shake the relationship between Yue Dewen and the imperial power. That was their inherent goal.
"Be careful, Zhang Ying is really strong. If we're discovered, neither of us will escape with our lives!"
"Understood!"
"Who are you!?"
