"Fuck?"
Lu Zheng could not help cursing.
In the Cloud Palace Treasure Mirror's image, the man named Duan Haoran was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and hiding behind a large tree beyond the streetlamp's reach, both hands tucked into his pockets.
And with Lu Zheng's sharp eyes, he could clearly see a fruit knife in his pocket—the handle was already sticking out.
"What is it?" Lin Wan asked.
Lu Zheng turned the Bronze Mirror around and pulled the view back. "Look here. Isn't this Liu Yutong's residence?"
Lin Wan turned to look, and her pupils contracted. In the mirror's image, she saw another person. "Oh no, Liu Yutong is here!"
"Hm?"
Looking again, Lu Zheng saw Liu Yutong slowly approaching from the distance in the pulled-back view of the Treasure Mirror, walking while looking at her phone and replying to messages.
Duan Haoran also saw Liu Yutong approaching. With both hands in his pockets, he quickly stepped out from behind the tree and rushed toward her. His right hand had already drawn the fruit knife from his pocket, gripping it in a reverse hold behind his back.
"What do we do!?"
Lin Wan immediately took out her phone, ready to call Liu Yutong.
"There's no time."
Lu Zheng narrowed his eyes and immediately formed a hand seal. Activating the Qi Observation Art, he traced the scrap of cloth before him to find Duan Haoran's location.
At the same time, following the aura of Lu Zheng's spellcasting, Si Lingxi spread out her divine sense and "saw" the actual scene corresponding to the mirror's image.
With Si Lingxi's cultivation, the range covered by her divine sense was immense. She had long since ceased to be limited by what her eyes could see. A mere several dozen miles was nothing—if she wished, she could