On the street, Zhou Ye was in front as he protected Mu Chen. His hawk-like eyes glanced around at the surroundings. After a while, his body gradually relaxed as he could feel the killing intent beginning fading away.
Shuaa!
Dozens of figures suddenly appeared and surrounded Mu Chen and Zhou Ye: “Little Lord, Master Zhou.”
“Little Mu, are you alright?” After feeling the killing intent disappear, Zhou Ye was relieved and asked Mu Chen as he turned around.
Mu Chen shook his head with a smile and said: “It was great that Uncle Zhou arrived quickly.”
“What happened? I received a message that Su Ling brought over and immediately rushed to the Northern Spiritual City. Just who were those people? Why would they attack you?!” Zhou Ye’s face was a bit grim. Mu Chen was the Little Lord of the Mu Territory. Just which kind of people would be so courageous to actually attack him in the Northern Spiritual City?
“It’s probably the men from the Liu Territory.” Mu Chen said.
