"Living human?" Vivian's words immediately put Hao Ren on alert. "A human? Or an otherworlder?"
"I'm not sure. It's very faint." Vivian lowered her voice. "Let's go take a look."
Hao Ren had not expected anyone to be active in this deserted area outside the town. He looked back at the town on the other side of the fence, then toward the indistinct silhouettes of the buildings in the distance. There was no doubt about it: no normal person would cross the fence at a time like this and head into that place shrouded in darkness. The first thing that came to mind was the Ankatro Family, who had once operated here, and anyone who might have been drawn here by this incident—such as a Demon Hunter. People like that were the most likely to appear here at this hour.
After all, that was precisely why he and Vivian had come here.
Hao Ren and Vivian concealed their auras and quickly approached the dark cottage under the cover of night. They soon reached a spot a dozen meters from it. He could clearly make out the details of the building. It was an old, timeworn house built of brick and tile, with two floors in total. It had a peaked roof and a chimney that was half broken off. Overgrown weeds and uneven ground surrounded the house. The earth nearby had once been leveled and paved with bricks, but the combined force of wind, rain, and growing plants had completely destroyed it. Now, only a few shattered bricks were visible, buried in the soil, while weeds grew vigorously through the gaps between them.
Hao Ren's gaze fell on the vegetation. He saw that several clumps of weeds and bushes in front of the house had been trampled down, and the