C54 Intercept

On a small path not far from the town of Jinshan, the head of the Xishan Sect, Xie Zhiying, hurried along with his three most prized disciples. Suddenly he saw two eagles in the sky. Needless to say, they were the children of the broken leaves. Following that, he could vaguely hear the sound of a flute. It was already late autumn, and the flute music carried an irresistible chill