Several disciples from the Purple Robe Sword Sect chased after them, swiftly dividing into groups, surrounding Huang Xiaolong and his companions.
"Senior Brother Cheng, what should we do?" a disciple from the Purple Robe Sword Sect asked a middle-aged man with a distinct scar on his left cheek.
The scar-faced middle-aged man, Zhang Hua, glanced at Huang Xiaolong and his party, his gaze finally resting on Fei Hou, his brow furrowing because he could not ascertain Fei Hou's strength.
"Senior, we are disciples of the Purple Robe Sword Sect, and we hope you won't interfere in our affairs," Zhang Hua contemplated for a moment, then said to Fei Hou, "As long as you don't interfere in our affairs, we can ensure your safe departure."
After all, this was the territory of Luotong Kingdom, not the Cloud Sea Kingdom, and Zhang Hua did not wish to create further troubles.
Fei Hou couldn't help but look towards Huang Xiaolong.
