Hold the knife, press the sword.
Just at this moment of tense confrontation, a figure descended from the sky, standing between the two, it was none other than Black Tiger Wang Yin riding the wind.
Seeing Ye Qingzhou safe and sound, the weight in his heart finally lifted: "Ye Qingzhou, it's good that you're alright."
Wang Yin then surveyed his surroundings, the residual Innate Bing Fire Qi made him frown: "What happened here, why would there be a battle at the Master Level?"
"General Wang."
Chen Shiming recognized Wang Yin's identity, hesitated for a moment, then revealed the truth: "The case is still under investigation by the Wuxi Martial Arts Association, but current clues suggest it is related to Ye Qianlong."
