These words weren't said by that Guanin relative, nor from any of the group of disciples around. They came from a direction where a new group of people appeared.
William looked up and all he saw was a tall youth with a robust body where his muscles appeared from the gaps in his opened shirt.
He had a serious looking face with sharp features, long nose, protruded chin, faint hair covering his cheeks, and short blue and silver strands of coarse hair over his head.
His eyes shone in brightness and decisiveness like his face and words. He wasn't alone as he walked towards here with a group of twenty disciples as well.
At this moment William could relax a bit. It seemed for unknown reason Guanin managed to weave a trap for him. But thankfully someone came and interrupted this dirty plan.
