Bab 242: Chapter 225 They Themselves Are Not Clean_3

Huang An stepped forward, laughing heartily as he patted the shoulder of the guard captain, Zhang Chaoyun.

"Everyone in and out of the martial arts hall is one of ours. I'm also living here, what's there to worry about?"

"You all can sleep easy. After doing a round of patrol, I'll also rest."

Hearing Huang An's words, Zhang Chaoyun reflected and realized he was overthinking.

Not to mention Brother Huang, whose perception was notably strong, was sleeping here. The sheer presence of the nine Bronze Realm martial artists nearby was assurance no troublemakers dared to misbehave.

He was indeed overthinking.

"Then Brother Huang, take care. We will take our leave now."

After the captain gave a word, all guards dismissed by Huang An cheerily left under the rain, heading for their respective rooms.

Watching them leave, Huang An retracted his gaze.

His ears twitched slightly, picking up faint snoring sounds amidst the constant pitter-patter of raindrops and rustling of leaves.