The three in black were shocked outside of the pavilion. Their identity was figured out so easily by the enemy. What could they do now? If this matter was exposed, it wouldn’t only end with their death.

They ate some spirit pills in order to recover and got up. Wolong Sheng didn’t care at all and gave them the time to mend.

Beiming Que stared at the two men and said: “If you know we’re from the Beiming Clan, you should also know that you’re in big trouble.”

“Trouble?” Haha, Brother Feng, this guy is still sleepy, right?” Wolong Sheng mocked with his eagle eye. It was sharp like a poisonous blade.

Feiyun poured more cup and smiled back: “I’m actually scared though. Messing with the Beiming Clan might end with our death!”

Beiming Que and Beiming Jing naturally sensed the sarcasm and became even angrier. Someone actually...