The Deadly Martial Arts of Online Games

“Let me introduce you.”

Yang Feiyue had not expected Su Wangchuan and Captain Zhao Heiniu’s instincts to be so sharp. He immediately brought the two of them before the boatman and lowered his voice.

“This is Seventh Master of Caobang. A Third-Rank Martial Artist. He follows Hall Master Yin and is one of his most trusted confidants.”

“Seventh Master.”

Su Wangchuan and Yang Feiyue watched as Old Seven walked away, their hearts shaken.

Yang Feiyue’s expression was especially grim.

During this period, he had relied entirely on Seventh Master’s protection to sleep soundly at night.

Now that Seventh Master was leaving, his own safety would no longer be guaranteed.

“Let us go.”