Under the night sky, five figures flitted silently through the darkness, an oppressive silence lingering among them.
"Heh, old Fa, we wasted an entire night. Are we really going back empty-handed?" Hai Bodong finally could not help asking as he lightly tapped his toes against the rooftops.
Of course, he was indignant. The few of them had roamed the Jia Ma Empire for years with scarcely any rivals, and he himself had been one of the previous generation's top ten experts.
Yet today, they had been threatened by a mere Dou Ling. If word got out, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?
Elder Jia nodded as well. With his temperament, he had never been one to return empty-handed. He had even considered sending someone to watch Yan Li and finding a chance to secretly kill him.
However, after glancing at the expressionless Uchiha Madara beside him, he dismissed that thought. Forget it, someone had already claimed this goods. It was better not to stir up extra trouble.
"How could it be empty-handed? Haven't we already learned that fellow's true identity? At the very least, we now have some idea of what we're dealing with." Knowing Hai Bodong was upset, Fa Ma shook his head helplessly.
When all was said and done, he was the one most frustrated tonight. He had originally intended to solve a problem, only for the problem to grow larger and larger.
He had even ended up owing Uchiha Madara another favor because of Yan Li. Who knew how outrageously the man would demand payment? His heart was bleeding, and a stifling resentment had nowhere to go.
He wanted to rush back and tear Yan Li into eight pieces to vent the hatred in his heart. But for the sake of the Jia Ma Empire's association, he