The Prototype of Taiqing Pavilion

Upon returning to the mountaintop after his usual run, Chen An’nian asked his Eldest Senior Brother about the strength of Nandou City Lord.

Xu Shouqiao quickly grasped his concerns and replied, “Are you worried about the exposure of Wu Huan’s situation?”

Chen An’nian nodded.

“Nandou City is just an ordinary city, belonging to the ninth rank along with Green Mountain Sect. However, Green Mountain Sect’s situation is somewhat special. In the case of Nandou City, the City Lord’s strength should be at the Martial Formation Realm.”

Chen An’nian pondered, “So you mean I might have to face two Martial Formation Realm experts?”

Shen Chunqiu, who was nearby, chuckled and said, “Little Junior Brother, don’t underestimate the City Lord. Within the city, there is a garrison of approximately seven thousand guards. If they were to gather together, even a martial artist who has just entered the Three Forging Bones would have no chance of survival.”