Boyan Tu squinted his eyes slightly, sensing the messages coming from all directions of the world.
He could perceive that someone was hiding in the shadows, waiting for a chance to assassinate.
However, he couldn't detect the specific location, and he assumed that anyone who could give him such a sense of crisis wouldn't be easy to deal with.
His expression remained indifferent, and he murmured softly, "That crafty monk is indeed shrewd. While the enemy chief is extraordinary, there is only one of him. The rest of these cultivators from the Land of the West are not easy to handle."
Moreover, even if he dealt with all the enemies, in the eyes of the Grandmaster, it would probably be less effective than that crafty monk taking down an enemy chief.
