Outside the thatched cottage, Boss Gao and the others were stunned, their eyes wide open at the sight of a human-shaped hole in the wall of the house, caused by someone breaking through.
Kou Zhong, holding the Heavenly Sword, chuckled bitterly, "The village chief always prefers the unconventional route. But before he went in, he took the saber from my hands. I guess that was his way of telling me not to follow."
Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, supporting his chin with his hand, "Martial Artists usually set up ambushes at the entrance. By avoiding the main door, he's less likely to be ambushed."
Wang Yuyan frowned, "Could anyone really ambush this smelly guy? His muscles are as hard as rocks, no, even harder than rocks. Even if a cold blade were to strike him, it would probably just chip."
After their discussion, they turned toward the silent and seemingly wise Boss Gao.
