"Senior Diao?"
Tu Yuankui watched Black Hound Daoist suddenly turn and leave, astonishment spreading across his face.
Black Hound Daoist's actions were utterly unexpected. Not only were Wen Qingfei and the others bewildered, even Tu Yuankui, the Demon Alliance expert traveling with him, could not make heads or tails of it.
For some reason, he felt that even Black Hound Daoist's voice had trembled a little when he announced his departure.
All of this had happened after he learned the female cultivator's name and origins.
Tu Yuankui gave the equally stunned group opposite him a long look, picked up his battered axe, and sprang into the air to follow.
They traveled dozens of miles without stopping. Only after they were deep in the wilderness, with no one around and no sign that Wen Qingfei, Li Yan, or the others had followed, did Black Hound Daoist suddenly stop and heave a long sigh toward a large tree nearby.
"Senior Diao, what exactly happened? Why did we have to leave?" Tu Yuankui finally could not hold back any longer and asked.
"What else could we do? Stay and ask for trouble?" Black Hound Daoist said with a bitter smile.
"How would we be asking for trouble?" Tu Yuankui asked in confusion. "They were only ordinary young masters and young ladies from aristocratic clans. Even if those two Earth Rank female cultivators had some backing, surely it wasn't enough to frighten you into turning tail, Senior? Who exactly are they?"
Tu Yuankui had asked the crucial question.
He said Black Hound Daoist had been frightened into turning tail because he harbored some resentment. If Black Hound Daoist had not insisted on dragging him along, even standing aside with his hands tucked into his sleeves would not have left him in such a position.