The number of people coming this way with torches was significant.
Yun Jiuqing looked over and discovered that this group actually numbered in the hundreds?
Good heavens!
So many!
It's one thing for the two of us not to fear the wronged spirits and evil ghosts, but hundreds of people are not afraid?
What a joke, since when did the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty become so brave?
The crowd holding torches also seemed not to have expected to encounter Fan Wu and the others here.
For a moment.
Both sides fell into a deathly silence.
They were caught in an awkward atmosphere.
Eventually.
It was Xing Fengzi who broke the awkwardness by performing a salute to the group and speaking in a rather polite tone, "This humble Daoist is Xing Fengzi from the Di Zu Guan. Tonight, I happened to pass by and noticed that the bridge here has been destroyed and torn down for some reason."
