Just as everyone was speculating about Yang Xiaotian's identity, a cheerful voice rang out.
In the distance, a group of people approached.
The newcomers were none other than the masters from the He Family, which had always been at odds with the Mu Family.
He Qian, the head of the He Family, said to Mu Haodong with a smile, "Brother Mu, what a coincidence." Then he continued with a laugh, "Brother Mu travels light, I see. But aren't you worried about traveling with just a few people and bringing along two youngsters? Aren't you afraid of running into trouble on the way?"
Mu Haodong, looking at the smiling He Qian, didn't bother with false pleasantries and said coldly, "In my life, I've done nothing to weigh on my conscience, so I don't fear ghosts knocking on my door at midnight. Unlike you, having done so many regrettable deeds, you need to take a large group of masters with you wherever you go."
