The following morning at dawn.
Yang Ge saw off Yang Tiansheng and others from the city, and after giving numerous instructions, Yang Tiansheng led his elite men from the Ming Sect's Qingmu Hall to rush towards Zhoushan Nansha Bay, shielded by the brilliant sunrise of early spring.
Once Yang Ge returned to the city alone, he casually pulled out a half-face demon mask from his bosom and fastened it to his face, then removed the grey cloth from his Cold Moon Treasure Sabre and hung the sabre at his waist.
In the midst of the jostling crowd, Gu Tong and others silently gathered behind him, shedding their disguises as they walked, revealing the embroidered robes and ox-tail dao swords worn beneath.
The closer they got to the Jiangzhe Commandery Marshal Office, the more embroidered-robed strongmen gathered behind Yang Ge...
The sudden appearance of a large group of embroidered guards in the streets immediately drew the attention of numerous pedestrians.
"Is that the Second Master?"
