"I'm Su Daoshi, not Zhong Shenxiu, so why should I be scared?" he scoffed.
"But this isn't a place to linger, I have a bad feeling."
Zhong Shenxiu paused in his tracks, then suddenly turned and left.
He felt as though he had forgotten something.
Although it was not very important, it seemed like it might cause him trouble.
He walked out of the market and immediately used his wind-riding technique, flying tens of miles in the blink of an eye.
Just then, he saw several flying lights chasing after him, a mass of Black Fog following swiftly behind, approaching fiercely.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, from a mass of Black Fog, green flags flew out, blocking Zhong Shenxiu's path and even subtly forming a blockade.
"How dare you, rogues, to intercept a court official!" Zhong Shenxiu roared furiously.
"Court officials, hehe... we kill even Daoist officials!" The Black Fog dissipated to reveal three cultivators dressed in black.
