Zhou Zixing stood at the entrance to the mountain path. Not only could the people above see him, but Qian Wantong and the other man below could as well. Even the Martial Artists over at the distant plaza could see him.
Qian Ying turned back for a look and found that everything was normal. Zhou Zixing was also observing the area below and occasionally looking back in his direction.
This was good too. They could keep watch over both above and below. If anything went wrong, Zhou Zixing would be able to notice it in time.
Qian Ying looked at the cluster of buildings on the next level up, then at the three Martial Artists moving between them in search of clues. He called the three over and warned them to be extremely careful and not to separate. That was the only way to stay relatively safe.
He did not tell them that the body of the Martial Artist below had vanished. They were still investigating, and when the three went down later, they would naturally find out. Telling them now might only stir up panic.
After warning the three, he said that he was going up to take a look, then flashed toward the next platform.
But just as Qian Ying ran halfway up, he heard shouts from below.
What was that...?
Qian Ying turned around and saw Zhou Zixing waving at him, seemingly telling him to return. They were too far apart for him to see Zhou Zixing's expression clearly, but his body language conveyed a sense of urgency.
Could it be that something had happened again?
Qian Ying's heart immediately tightened, and he turned around and ran back down.
As he passed the platform, he shouted to the other three Martial Artists, "You three, come down with