At the entrance of the inn, Lu Chuan leaned against a withered tree, waiting for the so-called Black Clouds Camp to arrive.
Dongfang Cheng stood beside him, also waiting quietly.
Lu Chuan turned his head, looked at Gu Xiaorou, and said, "Otherwise, you two go inside and wait for a bit."
"No need, we'll just stand here and keep you company,"
Gu Xiaorou said, waving her hand.
"Be careful when the fight starts."
Dongfang Cheng reminded Gu Xiaorou with concern.
"A mere band of bandits, what strength could they have? Both of them are at least at the Martial King Realm, not just any little minion can handle them,"
Lu Chuan was very confident in Gu Xiaorou's and Gu Xiaosang's abilities. The strength of the Martial King Realm was not ordinary, and most martial artists would find it hard to be their match.
Moreover, the weapons they both carried were far from simple. If a real fight broke out, they would surely hold their own.
