Bai Wei moved, racing toward the woods they had come through, even faster than he had descended the mountain.
"What a pity." Old Gong shook his head on Luo Xianshen's shoulder, sighing.
"What?" Luo Xianshen turned his head slightly toward Old Gong.
Luo Bin's expression changed abruptly, however, and a name escaped his lips. "Yan Nan!"
To them, Yan Nan was an ordinary person. Even though she had learned some Spirit Medium Arts and had Hu Xing, a highly gifted Spirit Medium, as her smoke soul, she still could not keep up with them.
That was precisely why Yan Nan had stayed in Victory Qi Town.
Something was wrong with Liu Shengqi and his father, Liu Shuisheng. They had even planned everything out to lead him somewhere. What would they do to Yan Nan?
Would they simply leave her in town, or had they already taken her elsewhere to use as a contingency?
"Since ancient times, beauties have met bitter ends. That little lady attached to her was pitiful enough, and now she'll be following in her footsteps." Old Gong was still shaking his head.
Fourth Master Gray, however, scurried anxiously around Luo Bin's shoulder, squeaking nonstop.
"It's too late. Getting back will take too long." Luo Bin's voice grew raspier. He raised his hand and pressed hard against the spot between his brows.
"Those two have made some interesting moves." Mao Yousan finally offered his assessment.
"Indeed, right under your nose, too. Old Mao, you've hunted geese all your life, only to have one peck out your eye." Old Gong regarded Mao Yousan with his wrinkled dead face, his eyes darting about.
"After taking another body, that Primordial Calculation practitioner kept his head down all this time. His opening move gave him a slight edge, but that doesn't count