After finishing the fish and pickled vegetables, she drained the soup.
Before she had figured out where the unseen threat was coming from, Bai Yujun felt worried and utterly insecure.
Other than her long lifespan, the main reason she had survived until now was her caution and fear of death. No matter how vast the world was, the rules of the mountains and forests still applied: hide oneself while waiting for a chance to ambush and kill, protect oneself well, strike with lethal force, and most importantly, never get injured.
She could not see the threat through her talent, yet she had a sense of danger.
A predator's threat was also a predator.
Her instincts told Bai Yujun that the other party was approaching. True Sight showed nothing, and neither her sense of smell nor infrared perception detected any problem. Her opponent was definitely an expert!
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly.
All her attributes and talents had been countered...
She curled her lips in a cold smile. Was her opponent not being far too confident by playing this game?
When it came to the game of the dark forest, only mountain wildlings and rustic spirits born from the wilderness were truly skilled at it. No matter how diligently others trained afterward, they would still fall short. After all, one hunted to fill its belly and struggle for survival, while the other treated it as a skill to be practiced.
She put away the night pearl, picked her teeth, and went downstairs, rummaging out her money pouch to settle the bill with great care.
Leaving the inn, she walked into a shadowed corner and rubbed her face. In the blink of an eye, she became a fisher girl she had happened to see before, dressed in nimble, practical cloth garments. Carrying