"Don't let the city matters be delayed," Zhou Yunli whispered.
"Understood," Mo Wu replied, signaling to his followers. Over twenty of his men surged forward, encircling Qin Huai and Gou Jie, leaving them trapped.
Gou Jie stared at Zhou Yunli in astonishment. "Miss Zhou, what's going on?"
She answered coolly, "Did I not mention earlier? Bandits run rampant around Guiyang City."
"You are the bandits!" Gou Jie exclaimed, disbelief etched on his face.
"We might dabble in banditry. It's our side job." Mo Wu smirked, drawing his blade and giving it a languid lick.
Suddenly, his face contorted in pain. His weapon clattered to the ground, and his followers behind him began collapsing, many coughing up purple blood.
"Poison..." gasped Mo Wu as his head grotesquely swelled.