This troop, even larger than the ones from Yuqing Pavilion before!
And within their ranks...
There were many whom Xie Xuanyi had seen before!
The night the Lin Family was raided.
The great families of Northern County had all gathered on Yong'an Street.
Xie Xuanyi felt many cold gazes; he also remembered these faces...
Indeed, during this Northern Hunt.
All the major and minor migrating families from Northern County had gathered together in solidarity.
Among them, there were quite a few disciples from the Martial Sects!
"Xie Zhen?"
The Martial Sect's senior brother, Wu Yue, spotted the figure in black on the tower at the first moment.
The newcomers were in quite a sorry state.
Their garments were stained with blood, their breaths chaotic, evidently having just experienced a fierce battle...
"..."
Xie Xuanyi slowly stood up from the pinnacle of the tower, locking eyes calmly with Wu Yue.
If these people wanted to take action at this moment.
