Xuanyuan Dabing scratched his head, nodded as if understanding, and immediately left, riding his warhorse towards the White Tiger Hall stronghold.
Upon reaching it, Xuanyuan Dabing shouted, "Hey, could you please inform your leader, Qiu Baihu, that we need to talk to him!"
Hearing this, Xiang Yun, standing behind, darkened his face, wishing he could beat him to death with a shovel. "
You think shouting like that will bring anyone out? Are you kidding me!"
Sure enough, the bandits on the stronghold wall ignored him, still aiming their numerous arrows, ready to riddle Xuanyuan Dabing with arrows at the leader's command.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Xuanyuan Dabing scratched his head and looked back at Xiang Yun. Xiang Yun was staring at him fiercely, his eyes seeming
