"Protect the Young Master!", at that moment, Steward Lee suddenly shouted while turning, his eyes looking toward the outer perimeter of their defenses.
Figures of cultivators appeared from the previously quaint-feeling and unpopulated-looking surroundings, sprinting toward them. There were about a dozen for now, but more could be seen in the distance.
"Halt! Don't come near!" the warriors in armor instantly drew the bows they already held in hand, and shot a few warning shots to signal a perimeter they did not allow others to cross.
This stopped the people approaching, but it was clearly only a little hesitation while they were still low in numbers, not a complete abandonment of attempts.
"This is the fortune of our Crimson Arrow Manor! We will not allow you to interfere! Go back!", Steward Lee's voice, powered by Spiritual Qi reached the cultivators.
"Hehe, we just want to take a closer look!"
"Yeah, what's wrong with trying to see such a rare thing?!"
