In the tomb passage, the frantic running and shouting of the group echoed back and forth.
Hearing the commotion, someone hiding in the shadows frowned continuously. "Brother Wu, should we help?"
"Black Glasses is there. We'll wait until they're safe," Zhang Chengwu stood in the darkness, listening to the distant shouts with great patience. Their only order was to protect the people until they returned to Sijiu City; showing themselves now would probably just waste time explaining and cause trouble.
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