"Stop! Who goes there!"
Two broad-shouldered warriors drew the sabers at their waists with twin clangs and shouted.
Bai Xiaowen glanced over. Both warriors were Level 12, with Spirit Force Values of 610 and 607 respectively. They should only be equivalent to Standard Templates.
Bai Xiaowen soon noticed another serious problem: his Eye of Evolution no longer displayed the names of natives.
In the past, a single use of Insight would reveal a person's real name. But for these two natives, the name column only displayed "Cross-Fist Escort," with no actual names.
Bai Xiaowen quickly realized that "Cross-Fist Martial Artist" should be the profession of these two natives.
No matter how closely he examined them, all he could see was the flow of Spirit Force—Astral Qi—through the two escorts' bodies. Nothing more.
Bai Xiaowen did not think the Eye of Evolution had regressed. What was the big deal about not being able to see names? The Eye of Evolution's second advancement was certainly meant to work on the unique energy known as Spirit Force. He simply had not fully figured it out yet. Being able to see the routes along which Spirit Force circulated was far more useful than some name.
"Honored warriors, I'm from Nanjing. After my family fell into decline, I came to Cangzhou to seek refuge with relatives and friends. Unfortunately, the Cangzhou Ancient Road is extremely remote, and I even ran into bandits and lost my luggage. I barely escaped the bandits' clutches, only to lose my way after arriving here. That is why I wished to ask: might you be so kind as to let me travel with you?"
Seeing Bai Xiaowen's outstanding bearing and handsome features, the two Cross-Fist Escorts felt that he did not look like a highway robber. Their expressions eased slightly,