Shen Luo and the black-robed cultivator exchanged questions and answers, attracting more and more onlookers.
The black-robed cultivator felt humiliated but dared not act rashly. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching and saw a team of black-armored cavalry pushing through the crowd.
He immediately yelled as if he had seen a lifeline, "Thieves, there are thieves here..."
Hearing the shout, the black-armored cavalry also drew their swords and charged over quickly.
Shen Luo followed the noise and saw that the seven men in the team were clad in shining black armor with faint charm patterns engraved at the subtle areas, and their long knives glimmered, clearly not common soldiers.
"What's the matter?" The leader among them glanced at the crowd and asked.
