"I've placed certain measures on those people. Naturally, Aunt Ying, you wouldn't be able to sense them."
Qin Shaofeng still smiled calmly and said, "They're racing toward us in a semicircle. At most, they'll arrive within the time it takes an incense stick to burn."
"Tsk, tsk. They actually managed to find this place. There should be someone among them skilled at tracking."
"I just don't know whether only one family has such a person, or whether all those families do. But judging by the looks of it, they've come out in full force. They probably won't be mixed in with the other lineages, right?"
He spoke as though no one else existed.
Other than the first sentence, every word was directed at himself.
Yet what those words implied made Zi Tianying and the other two unable to remain calm.
One lineage, or several lineages?
Just what heaven-defying, resentment-stirring thing had this brat done to be hunted by multiple lineages?
And hunted by lineages that had come out in full force at that?
"If they have someone skilled at tracking footprints, then it's already too late even if we leave now. I'd like to see just who dares search this mountain." Zi Tianying's pale, delicate fists immediately clenched tight.
That was because part of the semicircle Qin Shaofeng had drawn covered areas they had not yet had time to search.
Hopefully, those bastards would not find that place before they did.
Since there was only the time it took an incense stick to burn.
To prevent those people from coming to interfere again, Zi Tianying immediately ordered everyone to wait for their arrival.
The wait was not long.
A mass of footsteps soon sounded from the forest nearby.
Judging from the noise, there were at least over a hundred people.