"The Young Master invited both the Black and White Swords? In that case, I don't care if our opponent is some new overlord from the South. We'd have the confidence to kill him, even if he were a Sword Emperor."
"Exactly. With the Black and White Swords acting with us, we can kill anyone."
"Only someone like the Young Master and the Lord could summon the Black and White Swords. They've spent years atop Sky-Scraping Ridge, and this is their first time descending the mountain."
The group of people before Wu Wo buzzed with excitement, all of them pleased.
Wu Wo waved his hand. "Act according to the plan."
"Yes, sir." These people hailed from all corners of the country, but each one owed a debt to Ghost Valley and followed its commands without question. They dispersed.
Wu Wo turned his head to look at his father, Wu Dao. "Father, are you satisfied with my arrangements?"
