"That was what happened. For some reason, that kid suddenly turned around and left at speed. I didn't know if he had noticed me. To avoid startling the snake in the grass, I didn't dare keep following him!"
Trembling with fear, the Emaciated Man hurriedly explained everything in detail, including how he had tracked the other party all the way.
At the time,
if he had chased after him, he would not have caught up without using Techniques and Martial Arts. But if he used them, would that not be plainly telling the other party that he was being followed?
It was like someone running ahead of you. To catch up, you had to run behind them too. But in a marketplace where everyone was strolling around, if only the two of you were running, who would not know they were being followed?
Thus, the Emaciated Man could only give up in the end and return to report first.
Scarred Villainous Big Man's brows were nearly squeezed together.
This situation
was rather troublesome.
Had this useless thing carelessly left behind Traces, or had it truly been nothing more than an accident?
"Damn useless trash! You can't even handle such a trivial matter—what did you come back alive for?!"
Before Scarred Villainous Big Man could say anything,
the Grey Clothed Big Man beside him reached out with one hand. His immense power seemed to tear through space, grabbing the Emaciated Man, who had just begun to feel fortunate, out of thin air.
The Emaciated Man cried out in terror and tried to beg for mercy, only to discover that the air around him had become thick as water. It was as though space had been stretched and compressed, and even his voice could not penetrate this barrier!
On his terrified face,