A Threat

Two horses and a carriage were currently rushing over at high speed.

"The lake water has run dry!" A loud shout rang out from afar.

The old man Fan Wutong immediately responded loudly, "The color of the green mountains had changed!"

Lulu~~~

The approaching carriage immediately slowed down. It was headed by a person with a tall build who carried a warsaber on their back. Their most notable feature was that they had a pair of jug ears. This person's eyes seemed electric, clearly expressing an astonishing strength as they swept a glance over Fan Anran and Fan Wutong, as well as Honglin, who had fallen onto the ground and had no strength at all to stand up. The jug-eared person smiled while saying, "Congratulations to the two of you. You've done us a great service."

Fan Anran and Fan Wutong smiled faintly.