They came all this way, anyway.
Only after hearing this did Feng Yu finally turn around, frowning. "Someone with powerful Soul Power?"
Seeing that he had finally reacted, Feng Rou nodded with a smile. "That's right."
"You didn't notice him at first, either?"
She paused, then scratched her head and smiled wryly. "No. I only had this vague feeling that someone was watching me. But my Soul Power couldn't detect his presence."
"Who is he? Why was he following you?" Feng Yu's voice turned grave.
Men understood one another's thoughts all too well. Someone who was inclined to follow a woman could hardly be up to any good.
Feng Rou could only smile helplessly. "I don't know why, either. I asked him, and he said I looked like a friend of his."
Feng Yu's face darkened at once. He stopped in his tracks and stood motionless for a long while.
Seeing him like this, Feng Rou couldn't help asking with a wry smile, "Brother, what's wrong?"
He turned back, his face still dark. "We have to find out everything about this person—his identity, his background, where he came from."
As a cultivator, he knew all too well how frightening someone who specialized in Soul Power and could conceal his presence from a Formation Master could be!
Even more frightening was that this person had now set his sights on his own sister! He couldn't accept that.
Seeing how serious her brother was, Feng Rou grew serious as well. She smiled ruefully. "But I don't even know his name."
Feng Yu raised his head and asked in a low voice, "You said earlier that he almost fought with someone else who was very powerful?"
"Right!"
She nodded emphatically, then suddenly recalled the battle that had nearly broken out. "I remember now!