"Go!"
With a shout, figures moved in the silence, and six shadows swiftly headed north, assassinating anyone with even the slightest scent of blood along the way.
From a variety of weapons and coordinated attacks to eventually employing various poisons and firearms, they employed every means for swift battles.
Luo Qianqian's hands were enveloped in a dense white mist. Luo Shufan, observing from behind, was astonished. The mist boiled on Luo Qianqian's hands like it was simmering. She cautiously took out a Small Jade Bottle, used a dropper to drip something onto her hand, and in no time, the white mist turned into black mist before slowly fading into a faint green hue, a color nearly imperceptible but exuding a sense of danger.
Luo Shufan shivered slightly and retreated, avoiding the cold aura emanating from Luo Qianqian's palm.
"Whoa."
