William Harper frowned slightly. Why would the sect leader have them go on a mission together with Leonard Harper?

A cold, cruel smile appeared at the corner of Leonard Harper's mouth. His scarlet tongue licked his lips, and combined with his ferocious appearance, it sent chills down one's spine. Henry Harper shrank back behind William Harper in fear.

"Samuel Harper is missing. The sect leader has ordered me to go with you to the West Street Temple Gate to investigate Samuel Harper's whereabouts," Leonard Harper said. Samuel Harper was an eighth-generation disciple of the Bai lineage, just like Leonard Harper, both at the early stage of Zhongfu.

"Where is the sect leader's order?" William Harper asked.

Leonard Harper took out a yellow token, playing with it in his hand, and looked at William Harper mockingly. "Want to take a look?"

William Harper shook his head and said, "No need!" His eyes turned cold, a flash of icy light passing through them. Someone wanted them dead. If they went on a mission with Leonard Harper, Leonard Harper could easily find an excuse to kill them. With Leonard Harper's early Zhongfu strength, killing William Harper and Henry Harper, who were only at the Xiantian level, would be as easy as crushing two ants. How did Leonard Harper get the sect leader's order?

Leonard Harper bared his white teeth in a malicious grin at William Harper and Henry Harper.

"Second brother, he wants to find a chance to kill us!" Henry Harper seemed to sense the bloodthirsty aura from Leonard Harper. As an eighth-generation disciple, Leonard Harper often carried out missions outside. No one knew how many heads his steel-like giant hands had crushed. The murderous aura made Henry Harper instinctively afraid.

"No matter what happens, don't leave my sight," William Harper whispered in Henry Harper's ear. Leonard Harper's strength far surpassed theirs. How to deal with what was coming had become a troubling problem.

When William Harper spoke, his tone was so calm and steady that it eased some of the fear in Henry Harper's heart, as if he had grabbed onto his last lifeline.

"Little brats, time to get moving," Leonard Harper said.

The double meaning in Leonard Harper's words made Henry Harper's face turn a little pale.

Leonard Harper was very satisfied with the effect he had caused. He slapped William Harper's shoulder heavily and threatened, "Little brat, you'd better pay attention during the mission, or I'll twist your heads off."

It felt like a giant iron hammer had struck William Harper's shoulder. His bones seemed about to break, his insides shook violently, and his blood surged. William Harper quickly circulated his energy to suppress the rising blood.

Seeing William Harper struggling to endure, Leonard Harper laughed triumphantly and strode out of Yifeng Tower.

Leonard Harper's arrogant and domineering manner greatly annoyed William Harper. His eyelids twitched slightly. People who are too arrogant often die quickly. In William Harper's eyes, Leonard Harper was already as good as dead. In terms of strength, William Harper was indeed no match for Leonard Harper, but often, the strongest person isn't always the last one standing.

Beside him, Henry Harper's face was pale and his eyes timid. William Harper said coldly, "Remember, during a fight you have no time to be afraid. Even if you are scared, grip your sword tightly and keep your eyes on the enemy's chest. Otherwise, you'll be the one to die. Is Leonard Harper really that scary? Look three inches below his shoulder—he's wrapped so many layers of armor there. Do you know why?"

Henry Harper shook his head. Chatting with William Harper eased much of his fear.

William Harper looked at Leonard Harper's back and sneered, "Because he's even more timid and afraid than you. That's his weakness. As long as you thrust your sword in there, he's finished. The more someone cherishes their life, the fiercer they act on the outside. They want to scare others to hide their own weakness. Sometimes, you'll feel afraid without knowing why. At that moment, don't trust your heart—trust the sword in your hand."

"Trust the sword in my hand?" Henry Harper half-understood, half-didn't, but gripped his sword tighter. There was profound wisdom in William Harper's words, and in an instant, he understood many things.

The sword in Henry Harper's hand hummed, emitting a faint, chilling aura.

William Harper glanced at Henry Harper in surprise. This little guy had good comprehension. With just a bit of guidance, he was already showing signs of advancing, on the verge of breaking through the Xiantian level and entering the early stage of Lower Xuan.

The way of the sword is also the way of man!

"Second brother, I think I'm about to advance," Henry Harper said in surprise. It was truly unbelievable.

"Oh," William Harper replied indifferently. "Hurry up and keep up."

Seeing William Harper's calm expression, Henry Harper felt a deep sense of disappointment. Why wasn't his second brother even a little excited after hearing this news?

The three figures leapt lightly through the alleys of Xilian City, like a few sparrowhawks, disappearing into the distant sky after just a few bounds.

To ordinary people, Xiantian-level experts are lofty beings. If a Xiantian-level expert doesn't want to be seen, ordinary people simply can't detect their presence.

West Street Temple Gate isn't actually a street, but a vast area, about the size of a city in the northern lands. It's the most loosely regulated place in Xilian City. While the rest of Xilian City bans drugs and brothels, here nothing is forbidden. Even if someone is killed, no one cares. That's why all sorts of people mix here, from all walks of life, making it a place of utter chaos.