"A master?"
Chen er lowered his voice and probed.
Seeing Jingyuan's serious attitude of listening to the movements around him, the people in the hall also became nervous. They clenched the knives in their hands and looked around vigilantly.
Who were they guarding against when they patrolled the streets at night?
It was the devil who killed without blinking, Chai Xian.
When they didn't encounter any abnormalities, everyone could laugh and laugh. However, the moment there was any sign of trouble, the group of low-level patrolling guards immediately felt their hearts skip a beat.
After all, Chai Xian was one of the top figures in Xiang Zhou. He was a rank-5 huajin and was said to be able to control four iron corpses.
"In the river."
Jingyuan opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.
The river? Chen er's heart trembled. The next moment, he heard a splashing sound coming from outside the tavern, as if something had broken out of the water.