Three hundred li west of Feng'an City, in a dense forest on a small mountain, the air twisted.
Pfft!
With a soft sound, Shen Bu and Hu Mang abruptly appeared in midair, their faces filled with panic.
The moment they landed, the two immediately stood back-to-back and warily scanned their surroundings. Only after watching for quite a while and confirming the area was safe did they finally let out long breaths of relief.
Hu Mang trembled as he supported himself against an old tree and sat down. Shen Bu did not even care about the dirt and dust on the ground, directly sprawling out flat on his back.
"I can't do this job anymore!" Shen Bu punched the leaf-covered ground and howled at the top of his lungs.
"I'd only just broken the mud seal on that jar of Longevity Wine. I hadn't even started pouring it out when that Calamity Demon suddenly popped out!"
"The Secret Intelligence Department only said we were supposed to scatter bait. They never said the bait would be that tempting!"
"They could at least have told us beforehand so we could prepare! This is clearly sending us to our deaths!"
"What are you howling for?!" Hu Mang coldly rebuked him, his expression equally unpleasant. "Be grateful. We ruined the Soul Grinding Department's assassination mission, and it's already fortunate that the two of us are still alive. Don't you see that even a commander like me has to come out and do this miserable chore?"
"If you people hadn't dragged me into this, would I have ruined their mission?!" Shen Bu glared at Hu Mang.
"So you're blaming me?" Hu Mang immediately shot Shen Bu a sidelong look.
Shen Bu's expression froze, and he could not help shrinking his neck. "I... can't I complain a