"WHOOSH..."
A sudden gust of wind swept into the pavilion, making the clothes of the two men inside flutter and snap.
After the sudden gust of wind died down, Wu Xinggao spoke. "That masked assailant has some unknown means of escape. This is a bit troublesome."
"..." Wu Xiong nodded. The masked assailant was powerful, and combined with his unknown means of escape, dealing with him had become extremely tricky.
"Regarding the masked assailant, what should we do next? Tell me your thoughts," Wu Xinggao asked.
"Patriarch, with my limited intellect, I can't think of a way to deal with the masked assailant right now," Wu Xiong said in shame.
Wu Xinggao knew that asking Wu Xiong this question was putting him on the spot. He thought for a moment before speaking.
