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At the same time.
Across the street from the Jun Tian Grand Hotel, an elderly woman with white hair stood at the roadside, leaning on a walking stick and squinting at the battle scene opposite her.
Despite her hunched figure and face filled with wrinkles, wearing an old, washed out piece of clothing that seemed like that of a rural grandma, passersby would avoid her, fearing they might get scammed.
However, little did they know, this frail-looking old lady's eyes sparkled with a sharp brilliance.
"It feels like this mission just got harder…"
The old woman murmured to herself in a soft voice, shook her head as if burdened by heavy thoughts, and began to walk away in a shaky and breathless manner.
This person was the third Martial Arts Grandmaster that Xu Fan had sensed.
…
Around seven in the evening, Qian Zongsheng and his group arrived early at the Zhonghai International Airport, waiting outside.
