Old Mo and the others clenched their fists tightly. Even with five War Martial Realm experts among them, they were no match for the other side's battle team of dozens, plus dozens of riders. Even if they could win, they would offend them beyond repair.
They could choose neither path.
At last, Lang Zhengzhi rasped, "Then we'll settle for the next best thing. Let us go into the rooms separately."
"No. The Shadow Moon Rat will take the chance to hide itself, right within our blockade." Yang Hua still refused firmly.
The Northern Lands group gritted their teeth, while Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes slightly as a thread of consciousness silently shot out.
The next instant, a small flying vulture flew out of the room and landed on his shoulder.
Beautiful Flower Battle Team naturally paid no heed to this small flying vulture without the slightest demon beast aura. Old Mo and the others were still consumed by anger and did not notice it either, while Sikong Jing remained exceptionally calm.
Just as several male stewards were about to compromise, a figure suddenly stepped out from the crowd.
"Vice Captain Yang Hua, I know where the Shadow Moon Rat is."
The Northern Lands group froze and looked toward the speaker. It was Guo Zixia, who had holed himself up in his room for eight days without coming out.
Yang Hua raised her brow slightly and asked, "Oh? Where is it?"
Everyone instinctively looked at Guo Zixia. He smiled faintly and pointed at Gongyang Ying. "Inside her clothes."
The moment those words fell, Gongyang Ying's expression changed drastically. How did Guo Zixia know?
"Just now, I saw her constantly looking inside her clothes, with a strange expression on her face."
"Sikong Jing beside her also leaned over and took several looks,