Ying Wu clutched the Jade Card. For the first time, excitement showed on his usually expressionless face. He hadn't expected that person to tell the truth—the young master really was with him.
And Young Master Feng was with him, too.
"I've finally found the young master!"
Ying Wu felt a slight sense of relief. Their countless trials and tribulations—and the lives of two brothers they had sacrificed—hadn't been in vain.
Just then, the faint sound of clothes cutting through the air came from the distance. In the silent mountain forest, it was unmistakable. Ying Wu snapped to attention, his body shifting as he slipped beneath a boulder like a snake.
His heart seemed to stop beating. He completely concealed his presence, as if he had become one with the rock.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures swept over and landed on the boulder above him.
They were two Great Grandmasters, swords in hand. Their eyes swept across the surroundings like an eagle's as they sensed the fluctuations of energy.
"Damn it, he disappeared again?"
One of them spoke in a low voice.
Hearing them above him, Ying Wu lay as still as a corpse, without the slightest movement.
"This man is slippery. He leaves false tracks every time. He may have already escaped this forest!"
The other man spoke in a slightly shriller voice.
"We have to find him. They say he has a Teleportation Talisman. Only if we find it can we escape the Red Rock region. Those metal puppets are killing people everywhere. If we don't get out now, we'll all die here!"
"After him! I refuse to believe a mere Grandmaster can fly into the sky!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two figures darted away and vanished into the forest.
Ying Wu didn't move. He waited quietly for several minutes, and