Izax came back with Nangong May. One of them went to the nearby streets every day at the exact same time to busk, while the other went to the job market at the exact same time to scare people. Their destinations were different, but they took the same bus home, and today their schedules happened to line up, so they arrived together. Before they even reached the door, they were startled by the sight before them: a huge, chaotic pack of dogs burst out from behind the house, advancing with the imposing momentum of a marching army. Some of them had even formed single-file lines like soldiers—how could that not be frightening?
Only after they got home did they learn what was going on.
"Demon Hunters again?" Izax frowned. He had only seen the Demon Hunters once, but that one encounter had left him with a terrible impression of those stubborn, rigid extremists who were "unwilling to be good people." "Looks like they weren't educated properly last time..."
"It's definitely another group this time," Hao Ren waved his hand. "The last group should still be having their outlook on life corrected by Raven 12345."
Nangong May seemed distracted. She stared at the large pile of rune cards spread across the table and remained dazed for a long while before finally making a troubled face. "So what do we do next? Fight them, or... retreat?"
"Why retreat? This is our territory. How can we let them run wild?" Hao Ren snorted. "Vivian and Lily have already made arrangements. If the Demon Hunters show up nearby, we'll catch a few stragglers first. If they're too tough and we can't beat them, then we'll go get reinforcements. Come to think of it, why do I feel like you're a little absent-minded?"
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