Si Jiuyue was looking around with curious eyes. Soon, the martial artists on the street began to fight, their swords clashing and sparking. Every so often, a wounded or dying combatant would roll to Si Jiuyue's feet. She had no choice but to step aside and continue forward, following the main flow of the crowd.
She hadn't gone far when a group of men with malicious intent set their sights on Moyuan, who was just about to catch up to her. The leader, a man in a gray robe, stroked his chin and leered.
"Little master, where are you headed? This isn't a place for someone like you. Why not let us brothers protect you?"
Chapter 97