"The smell of blood... is thick."
The tall, thin figure holding a wolf-tooth club twitched his nose. Then his body flashed, and he leaped far away before coming to a stop.
His gaze fell upon several corpses on the ground.
These corpses belonged to none other than Huang Lao Ba and his companions.
After only a glance, his figure vanished again. When he reappeared, he was beside the corpse of the disheveled scholar whose features could no longer be made out.
"Iron Fan Scholar? Hmph, trash. You dared covet anything..."
With a cold snort and a sneer on his face, he swung his great club and directly smashed Yan Feng's corpse into powder. Flecks of blood landed on his face, yet he stuck out his tongue and tasted them instead.
But his brows quickly furrowed, and he spat it back out.
"Pah, damn it, it's poisonous..."
"Black Tiger Ape rot poison? What a useless fool."
After cursing, he did not linger and continued charging forward.
His sense of smell was exceptionally sharp. Following the scent of blood as he searched without pause, he soon found the first Black Tiger Ape Lin Sheng had killed.
"Not this one..."
Looking at the Black Tiger Ape corpse, nothing but skin and bones, a trace of suspicion appeared on his face. Yet he did not pay it much attention. Once he confirmed it was not his target, he continued searching.
After the time it took to burn an incense stick, his eyes lit up.
Excitement appeared on his face.
"Found it!"
He took great strides and rushed forward.
Yet only moments later, the smile on his face vanished completely, replaced by indescribable gloom.
"Where is it?!"
After glancing at the shriveled Black Tiger Ape corpse on the ground, he leaped into the nest atop