"A corpse? Damn, Huo Yuhao, you didn't go and cause some kind of zombie apocalypse in this world, did you?" Xiao Yan's body jolted violently, and his voice rose several notches.
"Heh, just admit you're scared." Huo Yuhao snorted. "We can't even find the spiritual imprint now. Someone probably killed it."
Even so, Huo Yuhao still mobilized his spiritual power to the fullest, repeatedly sweeping Green Mountain Town and the surrounding area like a tide, not overlooking the slightest suspicious fluctuation.
Just then.
"Young Master Yan, Young Master Yuhao, it really is you!" A young man dressed like a manor guard, with spiky hair, thick brows, and large eyes, called out to the two standing at the entrance of Myriad Medicine Hall.
"You are?" Hearing how the other man addressed them, Huo Yuhao withdrew his Spirit Probe and swiftly searched through his memories of everyone in the Xiao Clan, certain that he had never seen this person before.
"My name is Pain. I'm a trainee who joined the Xiao Clan guards four months ago."
With a solemn expression, the young man walked up to Xiao Yan and Huo Yuhao and stood ramrod straight. "The Clan Head ordered me to come to Green Mountain Town and find the two young masters."
"Pfft! What the hell did you say your name was?" Xiao Yan sprayed a mouthful of water back into his flask. He did not even notice when the flask fell from his hand. Wiping his mouth, he stared in utter disbelief.
"My name is Pain."
"Cough, cough. Pain, right? I need to ask you something." After confirming that the man's face had none of that delinquent non-mainstream rebar nonsense, Xiao Yan coughed a few times.
"Young Master Yan, please speak."
"Next time you introduce your name, don't use that kind