"Haha... The problem isn't that they made mistakes; everyone is susceptible to making them. They can only blame themselves for their stupidity!” remarked a disciple with a smile. "It was our turn, the Bloodshed Clan, to send our members to guard this area. They were selecting who among us would stand guard at the start of the year. Who would've expected those two to hit the muzzle of the gun!"
The smile on this young man’s face froze, however, the moment he finished, all because he saw a group of more than a thousand people in front of them.
Fane and the others stopped in their tracks, equally surprised to notice the other party.
"Why are there so many people here?” The fatty opposite them frowned as he studied Fane and his company. Baffled, the fatty blurted, "That’s not right. We've never seen the tokens on them before!”
One of the female disciples then thought of something and exclaimed, "This isn't right ... These people aren't from this area. They might be from the abandoned place!"
Hiss! The disciples from the Bloodshed Clan inhaled deeply and wondered if they had heard wrongly.
“Young... Young Master Fane, we’re done for. It looks like they're from this area!”
Alerted, Alejandro looked at Fane grimly.
Kenneth, on the other hand, said, "Why should we be afraid? There are only around a dozen of them while we’re a lot more in number!" "If they have a high fighting prowess, it won't matter if there are many of us. On top of that, we only have less than two thousand people!” Weston frowned as he continued, "The most crucial point is that we don’t know where these people are from. Are they also members of the Nine Armies like Ella havinge?"
Fane eyed the other party straight ahead before he noted, "These people should be members of the Bloodshed Clan. Look at their tokens: they're the same as those two people we killed before. The tokens are maroon-colored and have the wording' blood' carved onto them."
Fane paused momentarily before he added, "However, from the looks of their clothing and age, they should be disciples of the Bloodshed Clan, and they might not have a high fighting prowess!”
Words were exchanged softly among one another in fear of letting the opposing group hear their conversation.
The female disciple pointed her sword at Fane and his company as she interrogated, "Young man, how did you guys enter this area? Where are the two disciples from our pavilion who guarded the entrance?”
The fatty thought about it and immediately said, "Senior Sister Rowan Xander, we noticed something was off with the forest as there were sounds of battle. It looks like the number of people who entered is much more than this."
Rowan responded, "It’ll be troublesome if that's the case. There may be more where these came from. They must've surrounded and attacked those two junior disciples or escaped from them. I think we should just kill these people and leave several people to guard the external area of the forest to prevent them from escaping. The others should immediately return to inform the elders of our pavilion about what's going on!"
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