There's wind tonight! It rustles the treetops lining the road, creating eerie shadows that make the whole night seem incredibly strange.
Two sharp steel claws quietly appear in the hands, keen eyes fixed on the two-story house behind the thicket. Lao Jiu isn't focusing on the house itself, but rather on the shadows hidden in those dark corners. These people, though not terrifying, are ruthless and obsessed with killing, far beyond those assassins; they are born for shedding blood.
Although their strength may not match his, it would be careless to underestimate them—these people can cause quite a bit of trouble. Lao Jiu gestures to Ye Luishu by his side, pointing to the right, indicating that Ye Luishu should handle the left.
