"": 200,
"": "",
"": "Then Fourth Master Gray rose onto his hind legs and repeatedly bowed to Luo Bin. Turning his rat rump around, he ran off in one direction.
Luo Bin frowned. What was Fourth Master Gray trying to tell him?
Was he... looking for something?
Gray Immortals had abilities of their own.
They were quite special, capable of tracking.
That was why Fourth Master Gray had managed to find them even when their car was parked on the National Highway as they left Jishui City.
Was he looking for Huang Ying?
And then some scent had frightened him?
Did this mean he had found Huang Ying?
Glancing at Miao Lan out of the corner of his eye, Luo Bin knitted his brows.
As things stood, Miao Lan was no longer of any use.
He was too slow. Luo Bin could not follow Fourth Master Gray while dragging Miao Lan along.
Miao Lan clearly knew nothing about the deaths of the Spirit-Transfer Cave members.
Even those people themselves had not realized what was happening.
Otherwise, they would not have been lying in ambush here, waiting for him.
So Luo Bin strode forward, approaching Miao Lan first.
Miao Lan shuddered, turned his head, and glared at Luo Bin.
"What are you trying to do?!"
"You dare lay a hand on me?!"
"My grandfather got away! You know that! Huang Ying isn't here either. My grandfather has her!"
"Touch me, and Huang Ying will die horribly!"
The night had reached its darkest hour. At some point, the moon had disappeared behind the clouds, leaving only utter darkness.
Miao Lan's entire face twisted viciously.
But his eyes darted around, and something was wrong with his voice.
"What did you say? Say that again."
Luo Bin stared hard at Miao Lan's face.