Chu Fan's mind raced as his gaze shifted to the side.
Over there, the young constable and the white-robed man were locked in combat, appearing to be evenly matched.
Previously, the young constable had been no match for the white-robed man. But thanks to Second Miss Fang's sneak attack, she had shattered the white-robed man's left arm with a single palm strike.
The white-robed man was left with only one arm. Even with his strange and swift Body Technique, he was now at a slight disadvantage.
His right hand repeatedly struck the young constable's Long Saber, sending sparks flying—it turned out he was wearing a peculiar glove!
'I'll get rid of that white-robed man first!'
Chu Fan's expression flickered, and he slowly drew his saber from its sheath.
He slid down from the roof, hugged the base of the wall, and moved toward the dueling pair.
As the young constable and the white-robed man were locked in their struggle...
