Since Master Duo had already withdrawn, Jiang Yue naturally wasn't going to waste time with these members of the Flower Demon Clan. His entire reason for coming was to cover Master Duo's retreat. Besides, he needed to keep a low profile and avoid fighting unless absolutely necessary, so he wouldn't make the situation even more chaotic.
Master Duo and Jiang Yue left one after the other, but Ma Ying and the others were still chatting animatedly.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ma Ying suddenly sensed something. The corners of his mouth lifted into a faint smile. "My buddy's here."
A distant, indifferent voice drifted through the darkness. "Ma Ying, how come you've gotten so useless? You can't even handle a little thing like this?"
"More ridiculous than that, you can't even keep an eye on someone."
Ma Ying was taken aback. What did he mean, he couldn't keep an eye on someone?
With Death Dark Fragrance wrapped around him, did they even need to keep watch? Even if the man was dozens of miles away, they could still lock onto him in an instant.
But Ma Ying had invited his companion here because he needed his help, so he couldn't very well lose his temper.
As they spoke, a figure landed within a hundred meters of them. He had a mild air about him, but there was a proud look between his brows—he was even a little prouder than Ma Ying.
Ma Ying was clearly on good terms with him. He stepped forward to greet him. "Buddha Hand, you're the only one with such a sharp tongue. I ask you for a favor, and you still have to put on airs?"
"Put on airs?"
The newcomer was named Buddha Hand. He was also a genius of the Flower