This situation was exactly what they wanted to see!
Extremely calm, Han said, "Bu, don't panic. They are fighting fiercely. Wouldn't it be chaotic to join them now?"
He raised one palm, "Don't get too close."
"There are many masters here; once detected, they won't fight with all their strength."
The white-haired hermit also nodded, feeling that Han was reliable.
Shortly afterwards, they heard a large group of horse hooves.
"The Demon Cult has arrived with a large force; now there will be a great show," Bu Chen said with a wicked smile.
At that moment, another person in black arrived breathlessly with news.
"Uncle Master, the Demon Cult's White Banner troops near the official post have also changed into black clothes and will move at dusk. They will be here at Thirty Shops soon."
"Great, great!" even the calm Han couldn't help but laugh. "The Luzhou sub-branch wants to claim the credit."
"It seems Xiaoyao Ferry is well-staffed, not afraid of Wudang Shaolin at all."
