Five days later in the afternoon, it was a picturesque sunny day. Li Hanyan arrived alone at the Bull's Head Camp.
On top of the houses were still the two same elderly people, one dozing off against a pole while the other was smoking whilst squatting down.
Although they were decrepit, their eyesight was not. They spotted her the moment she appeared.
"Little girl, why do you still come here? Leave quickly!" the smoking elder exclaimed.
He had just finished talking when a young man dashed out of the gates, holding a sword. He was bulkier than the handsome young man she had faced five days ago. They looked similar, Li Hanyan guessed that they were siblings.
He charged over without saying a word and attempted a thrust.
Li Hanyan took it head on and drew her knife against it. The combo of knife and sword had a trail of blaze rising, forming an electric light shooting towards the young man.