At this moment, Jun Tianlin and the others had already left the auction house and were heading out of Dew City. Yes, northeast—again northeast. Jun Tianlin liked this direction; the terrain was broad and open, with nowhere to hide. Mm... a good place to kill and rob, Jun Tianlin thought.
The others followed closely behind. Jun Tianlin held Wang Yu's hand, while Abe Aoki dragged Luo Ziyang along, occasionally turning back to shoot him a look of disdain. Other people have beautiful women by their sides. Why am I stuck with deadweight?
The group flew quite quickly, and before long, they arrived once more at the place where Jun Tianlin had previously fought the Vermilion Bird Clan's patriarch and First Elder. They knew the way well. They stopped again atop that hillside, where the bushes concealed them nicely. Along the way, Jun Tianlin had made no effort to hide his tracks; if anything, he had deliberately exposed them.
They should be able to find us, right? If even this doesn't work... Jun Tianlin had no idea what to do if they failed to come, and it gave him quite a headache. He suddenly felt that overestimating the Vermilion Bird Clan was not necessarily a good thing.
Before long, five people from the Vermilion Bird Clan finally appeared in the broad clearing ahead. Leading them was none other than the Vermilion Bird Clan's Second Elder, Ling Wushi! To put it bluntly, he was the patriarch's biological younger brother. However, his strength was lacking; he was only at the early Lesser Heavenly God realm. Suppressed by the First Elder, Ling Tianyi, he had been relegated to second place. Behind him were the Vermilion Bird Clan's Third Young Master, Ling Tianao, at the late Divine Emperor realm, and his own second son, Ling