The man in white was clearly no upright sort, and he had been hostile toward A Fei as well.
That first hidden weapon had come fast and viciously. Not only had it caught Duan Silie off guard, even Yi Shuyuan had never expected the man to strike to kill at the slightest disagreement. Had Duan Silie's martial skills not been so solid, that attack would at least have left him badly wounded. Even Yi Shuyuan might not have been able to stop it in time.
After leaving, Yi Shuyuan strode swiftly through the streets. Others might easily have lost the man, but he was no ordinary person and would not let him slip away so readily.
A hazy sense of an aura surfaced in Yi Shuyuan's mind, as though he could faintly feel the viciousness that had grown stronger after the man was wounded.
The man clearly had not headed toward the bustling streets. Yi Shuyuan soon pursued him into a residential quarter, lightly leaped onto a rooftop, then bounded swiftly forward.
This area was noticeably quieter than the busy commercial district, though people still came and went. Some residents were even leading guests newly arrived in Moon Province to their lodgings, among them martial artists, scholars, and merchants.
Yi Shuyuan swept his gaze around. His ears twitched slightly as he caught the sound of clothing cutting through the air during a lightness-skill maneuver.
The man in white was hurrying along, threading through lanes and narrow alleys, occasionally springing up and somersaulting over low houses. After passing through another alley, he finally stopped at a shed piled with firewood.
"Hah..."
The man in white let out a breath and lightly leaped onto the firewood. He took a small breastplate mirror from his chest and found its surface slightly dented-a testament