"We'd better join hands."
The old man's forehead looked like a light bulb in the light of the fire, but his eyes were like snakes and mice, and his eyes were full of cold:
"There are many masters around Hong Gao. In addition, there are masters of Shaolin Temple, Wudang Sect and other sects hidden in the four high-rise buildings! They also want to kill Ji Shu! Especially Master Fang Sheng of Shaolin Temple hates Ji Shu to the bone. He led this demonic meeting! It's not so easy for us to steal the head in front of Shaolin Temple!"
"The old man is right. If we scattered in the Jianghu, we would be more easily defeated