Spark

Hua Xiezhi and Xiao Moshan were not brainless saints. They could only watch helplessly as their two companions were taken away.

The two of them hid out in the wilderness for some time longer. With nowhere else to go, they camped out. Secret Camps and the like simply could not be relied upon.

Fortunately, both of them had the Wind Attribute, with strong perception and stealth abilities. Taking turns standing watch was not too difficult.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

They were both mentally and physically exhausted. Feeling that the heat should have died down somewhat, they finally came to the Small Town outside Qian Jing.

They had been to this Small Town before, back when they were gathering information and laying groundwork. They had not expected it to actually come in handy.

What was more fortunate was that their timing was just right. At the time, the other side still thought they had fled to the Xuan-character Settlement Area.

In any case, they seized the best possible opportunity and rented a house in the Small Town.

There was no need to go over what happened afterward. While hiding out, they cautiously sought news of Bentley and the other man.

However, regrettably, even now they did not know whether those two were dead or alive.

As for their day-to-day lives during that time, Hua Xiezhi did not go into detail—this was not a good time for chatting. They could talk it over slowly when they had time.

By this point, Qu Jianlei had understood most of the doubts in his heart.

So he nodded slightly. "Then neither of you should show yourselves again. I'll handle this."

Though Xiao Moshan was relatively steady, he could not help asking, "What exactly happened?"

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