The Great General's hand paused, and he crouched down, letting out a sorrowful cry.
Feng Xiu looked at Qin Liuxi, wondering what to do.
Qin Liuxi said, "Stop crying, call your men over. There's more to do."
The Great General's cries ceased abruptly. He took out a signal flare from his waist and launched it. Shortly, people arrived to receive orders.
"Have them detain everyone in this mansion, and surround it, including the neighboring Luan Family." The Great General ordered coldly.
"Yes."
"Let's go." Qin Liuxi dragged Luan Bailin in one hand and pulled the barely breathing Qingfeng Taoist in the other, heading to the area where they had previously sensed something was amiss.
In the northwest, by the lake, stood a beautifully intricate Hexagonal Pavilion, with small towers on each sloping side, adorned with bells that tinkled crisply in the breeze.
