The people on the horses were all wearing armor and holding weapons that glinted coldly in their hands.
The man in the lead looked to be in his forties and rode a black horse. He was dressed in a black robe and had a sword at his waist. The sword's hilt was embedded with precious black gems. Under the sunlight, it gave off a murderous aura that kept people away.
The man had thick eyebrows and eagle-like eyes. When he looked at people, his eyes were sinister, as if they were as sharp as a sword that he could use to peel off a person's skin and see through everything.
When he saw Old Master Qin, the man's eyes moved slightly. He immediately jumped off the horse and threw the reins to the courier who had come to receive him. He took vigorous strides towards Old Master Qin and cupped his fists in greeting.
"I didn't expect to see Old Master Qin in a small city far away. I hope you won't take it to heart if I've disturbed you."
