Pei Xiaolou appeared in this hidden backyard, holding a bamboo staff. He looked around and remarked sarcastically, “How lively!"0

Marshal Thunder got up from the recliner and clasped his fists in salutation. “Greetings, Sage Pei.”0

Pei Xiaolou looked at Marshal Thunder. “The Heavenly Court’s Twin Thunders—God of Thunder and Marshal Thunder—and the Dual Winds—God of Wind and Marshal Wind. You must be one of the Wind and Thunder Marshals who have made quite a reputation in Jianghu. Your reputation precedes you.”0

“You flatter me, Sage Pei.” Marshal Thunder was humble.0

Pei Xiaolou smiled slightly and stopped talking nonsense. He raised the bamboo staff in his hand, which emitted countless streams of light, like tiny meteors. The trailing streaks spiraled and danced in the air.0

Marshal Thunder stood in front of Yuan Chongzong and ordered. “Send Old Master Yuan away from here!”0

Two people appeared from the shadows, dressed neatly with daggers hanging on their waists, flanking Yuan Chongzong.0

Yuan Chongzong...0