The sound of shoes scraping against the stone pavement could be heard, but having walked less than a hundred meters, Yang Xiao sensed something amiss. Not far from him, another faint presence, filled with stealthy footsteps, was quietly approaching.
There were no few in number, at least four or five people. Yang Xiao had not expected trouble to find him so soon. After a moment's thought, Yang Xiao turned around and continued walking towards a deserted alley. With a thought, the Human Bone Staff appeared in his hand. He swiftly pulled out a thin overcoat from his backpack and wrapped it around the Human Bone Staff, making it look like an ordinary stick from the outside.
He had just entered the alley when footsteps followed close behind. Yang Xiao turned to face three figures appearing in front of him. All three wore masks and wielded knives and sticks, effectively blocking Yang Xiao's retreat.