The three had only pursued for a few minutes when they had captured all of these dozen or so figures.
This was also the reason the group had decided to give chase.
If these people were strong, Huang Ri and his companions wouldn't have considered pursuing them.
When Huang Xing removed the black veils from these dozen people,
they all showed panicked expressions, hastily begging for mercy.
Clearly, they had not expected to encounter such powerful individuals this time.
"Who are you?" Huang Xing asked with a frown.
"You better tell the truth, otherwise I will make you wish you were dead."
"Spare me, my lord, my name is Wu Jiang.
We are all loose cultivators!"
The person in black in the middle cried for mercy without a second thought.
"Speak, what was your purpose at the inn," Huang Ri asked indifferently.
"We had no purpose, someone approached us, they wanted us to sneak around in your room tonight and then leave,"
Wu Jiang hurriedly explained, "I didn't do anything!"
