Xia Yan changed into a black robe and put on a white fox mask. He looked a full size bulkier, giving off an eerie air.
Dragging the dying Yu Tianheng, who had only one breath left, through the forest, he found a fat man in black with a bare chest and a scarred face—Scarface.
Whether human or soul beast, one's aura was the most recognizable feature. But Scarface was only a two-ring soul master and could not detect Xia Yan's aura at all.
As for Dai Mubai telling anyone... unfortunately, his tongue had accidentally been cut off by a dagger.
For the rest of his life, he would never be able to open his mouth and insult anyone.
As for writing it down on paper... he could try, if he succeeded.
The fat man, Scarface, watched Xia Yan emerge from the forest with wary eyes, with the bloody Dai Mubai dragging behind him.
Feeling the other man's imposing presence and unfathomable mystery, he immediately understood that this was a senior expert!
There was no one else in the forest.
There were only two possibilities.
First, he had come looking for him. He was the leader of the nearby gathering point.
Second, he was simply passing through, but dressed like that, he clearly did not want his identity exposed. Before leaving, he would most likely kill him...
With a thud,
he immediately ran over and dropped to his knees in a slide before Xia Yan.
He pressed his forehead to the grass.
"Sir, do you have any orders?"
Scarface did not hesitate.
Xia Yan threw a bag of gold coins and Dai Mubai to him together.
The bag of coins landed before him with its opening perfectly exposed. One glittering Gold Soul Coin after another, radiating the delightful aura of precious