Due to Wu Yan leading the law enforcement team, the two groups of quarreling cultivators ceased their disputes, preparing to disperse, but at this critical moment, Tao Zhongxian stood dumbfounded, unable to move his feet.
Seeing his brother struck dumb again, Tao Boliang gritted his teeth and slapped him hard on the back of the head.
"Fool, move!"
He yanked Tao Zhongxian forward into the crowd, and the cultivators from Baose Manor shouted as they pursued.
Just then, the glazed bead at their feet faintly shone and exploded!
With a bang, the power wasn't immense, but the noise was substantial, immediately attracting the attention of the law enforcement team.
The eight members of Baose Manor, dressed in uniform, chased forward, accompanied by explosions, Wu Yan furrowed her delicate brows, her figure moved, leading her small team to intercept them.
"Stop, who are you?"
