บท 167: Chapter 117: One Slap Kills a Grandmaster_2

"It's just a gamble, only costing some Spirit Crystals."

Cui'er fell silent. Was the return journey from this trip already so perilous?

Perched atop his horse, Xu Yan felt bored and wanted to chat with the guards. However, he found these guards all stern-faced, sparing no words for laughter, and constantly vigilant of their surroundings.

He had no desire whatsoever to strike up a conversation.

"Just what kind of person are they protecting, that these guards are like warriors ready to die!"

Xu Yan thought to himself.

A hundred miles from Tieshan County, traveling on a narrow road flanked by dense forests, the guards rode their horses, surrounding the carriage with a tight defense.

Their weapons were gripped firmly in hand, ready to handle any potential attacks.

Unexpectedly, they passed through the dense forest without encountering any attacks.

Yet Xu Yan's eyebrows raised as he said, "Miss, who exactly are you that even Grandmaster Martial Artists are coming out?"