The Daoist Master Practiced Cultivation 7
"What is that?"
"Unbelievable!"
"They're flying on swordbacks!"
Just under two minutes after Zhou Li and his group disembarked, people waiting outside gazed up, exclaiming in awe. The previously orderly scene became slightly tumultuous.
The soldiers raised their eyes, subconsciously gripping their firearms.
Suddenly, flying swords descended, led by a remarkably beautiful young woman, trailed by a dozen or so Taoists dressed similarly.
Any discerning observer could tell they were undoubtedly from the same sect.
"Hurry, go inform Commander Zhao!"
The guards swiftly realized the situation, nudging the soldier beside them. After a brief hesitation, one of them walked towards Shen Qi and the others.
"Greetings, I am Pan Yan, Captain of the City C Guard."
Pan Yan nervously addressed Shen Qi, then cast a glance at Chu Chining, who was still pretending to be unconscious in Shen Qi's arms. After pondering for a moment, he tentatively called out, "Chu Chining?"