Rotten Godbird

Amid the staggered, uneven trees, a few ordinary little birds stood on branches, preening their feathers.

Below, Zhu Yuanlong followed behind the woman, frowning as he asked, "Are you sure Chen Juntaing would push this deep into the jungle?"

"I'm not sure. My ability can only confirm the presence of humans in this direction, but whether it's Chen Juntaing, we'll only know once we see for ourselves," the woman replied.

Her name was Zhu Hongfang, and her ability was Human Insight.

This was a very special ability that could easily tell whether a human was lying, sense the locations of all humans within a wide range, and possessed many other minor abilities.

Anyone who spent a long time around her would eventually find themselves under her grasp.

Yet this grasp was not a form of mental control; rather, it was her deep understanding of the other person's temperament, thoughts, and habits, allowing her to bend them to her will with just a few gentle words.

"Don't use your ability on me, or else..." Zhu Yuanlong said with a trace of displeasure at that moment.

Zhu Hongfang looked back over her shoulder and said, "I didn't. Stop being so paranoid."

"You'd better not have," Zhu Yuanlong said flatly.

Although the two of them were technically relatives, their blood ties were already extremely distant, having long since fallen outside the traditional five degrees of mourning.

If he hadn't needed Zhu Hongfang's ability, he certainly wouldn't have traveled alongside her.

This woman had reeled in quite a few talents within the family, yet this time she hadn't brought a single one of them along, leaving only a few grunt-work lackeys in tow. How could he not be paranoid?

"We're almost there. Everyone, pick up the pace!"

Zhu Hongfang suddenly spoke, then broke into