Leaving the Ghost Market, Aaron sped all the way.
It was deep into the night, and even Jinhu had extinguished most of its lights.
No one noticed a nimble figure leaping and gliding like a spirit crane, weaving through streets and alleys.
Suddenly, Aaron halted.
His ear twitched as he caught an exceedingly faint footstep. "Who's there?"
"Impressive—you actually noticed me. You're at least an entry-level martial artist. Looks like I've hooked a big fish this time."
A Black-Clad Guard emerged from the shadows, a teasing smile on his face. "Tell me... why were you staring at that mark in the corner of the wall?"
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Aaron frowned and answered coldly.
"Stop pretending. Our Sixth Chief had long since laid an ambush at the location designated by that Heaven and Earth Society code... and his old man's calculations were truly uncanny. He even had us watch that wall. Anyone who saw the mark, paused, and immediately changed direction was an even bigger fish!"
The Black-Clad Guard licked his lips. "At first, I thought it was a coincidence. But now, I'm certain—you must be a high-ranking member of the Heaven and Earth Society!"
Before he had finished speaking, a gale blasted into his face!
A tiger claw had already reached his eyes, its nails tearing through the air with terrifying force capable of ripping open a belly!
While the Black-Clad Guard had been speaking, Aaron had already charged forward with Twin Cranes Spread Their Wings. Beneath the white mask of smooth, flowing lines were a pair of indifferent eyes.
You know too much.
Aaron clawed out with both hands, but failed to catch the Black-Clad Guard.
The other man moved like a swimming fish, deftly slipping aside.
Yet in the instant he dodged, Aaron