"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Upon hearing the voice, Mutou Ichiro abruptly turned around. He knew very well that there were about forty of his men patrolling outside the cave, so how had this person gotten in? Could it be that he killed all his men? That seemed far too fantastical!
Mutou Ichiro was aware that his men, while not supreme experts in martial arts, definitely couldn't have been killed by the seemingly frail youth before him. Therefore, he immediately concluded that this youth's Camouflage Technique was exceptionally good, managing to deceive his men's eyes and sneak in.
Wu Xiaofei, whose body was tied up with hemp ropes behind Mutou Ichiro, hadn't seen the newcomer's face clearly, just like Ye Chenfeng. But she and Ye Chenfeng were childhood sweethearts; how could she not recognize Ye Chenfeng's voice?
Wu Xiaofei struggled and asked with a trembling voice, "Chenfeng, is that you?"
