Song Qing said, "I've found it, it's where Young Master Duan resides!"
"That's it then!" Song Ting sighed softly, "Haoyue Manor's Young Master is not impressive, but these Thirteen Shadow Guards are Chen Qi's pride and all his effort."
"These thirteen people, scattered, are not to be feared, but when united, even Uncle Yue and my father together may not be their match! Back then, Manor Owner Duan nearly lost his life at the hands of the Thirteen Shadow Guards."
Song Qing suddenly realized, "Young Master means, the person they were chasing earlier was Young Master Duan?"
"Almost certainly." Song Ting said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Let's go, we'll watch and see whether the unbeatable Thirteen Shadow Guards prevail or the famous heroic youth of the Jianghu wins."
"This... isn't it wrong?"
Before Song Qing could finish saying "wrong," Song Ting's figure had already vanished from the spot.
