Chapter 117: Killing a Grandmaster with a Single Palm_2

"It's just a gamble; it only costs some Spirit Crystals,"

Cui'er fell silent. Had their return journey already become so dangerous?

Xu Yan rode on horseback, feeling bored and wanting to chat with the bodyguards. He noticed that all of them had stern faces, not given to frivolity, and they remained vigilant at all times, aware of their surroundings.

There was no desire in them to converse.

"What kind of status must she have, for these bodyguards to be like martyrs?"

Xu Yan thought to himself.

A hundred miles away from Iron Mountain County, traveling on a narrow road flanked by dense woods, the bodyguards rode their horses, protecting the carriage within a tight cordon.

Their weapons were clutched tightly in their hands, ready for any potential attack.

Unexpectedly, they traversed the dense woods without encountering any attack.

But Xu Yan's eyebrows rose as he said, "Miss, exactly who are you that even Grandmaster Martial Artists are coming after you?"