No trace could be found, so he could only use the Sleep Spell to intercept it in advance.
But as the spell faded, Tang Qi didn't hear anything hit the ground.
"Did it get away?"
Doubt clouded his mind. He hurried to Anbi and asked,
"Are you hurt?"
Anbi endured the ache in her stomach, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and shook her head.
"Anbi's fine!"
She understood how urgent the situation was, and quickly tried to catch the stranger's scent. But she said in confusion,
"Big brother, that person disappeared."
"So the Sleep Spell couldn't stop him?"
Was it magic? Or some kind of enchanted object...
Tang Qi didn't know what method the other party had used to leave the cellar.
But guessing at the intruder's intentions, he hurriedly lifted the little girl's hood.
The little dragon, startled awake, let out a tired cry.
"Yiyu~"
Tang Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness you're all right."
"Was he after Yiwu?" Anbi asked hesitantly.
Tang Qi shook his head and helped the little girl to her feet.
"I'm not sure. But one thing is clear—
Someone's got their eyes on us."
Along with that fact came a host of questions.
When had this Drow Elf been lurking in the cellar?
And what had his goal been?
Was he an assassin from the Red Scarf Gang?
Or a member of the council coveting the little dragon?
Or was he connected to the former owner of this mansion?
Tang Qi couldn't reach a conclusion, but he needed to make some plans.
"To be safe, we can't let Yiwu show herself again for a while. We'll also have to put the Dragon Breath training on hold.
Maybe I should find somewhere to lie low. At the very least,