Xu Yang left the Ghost Tower without letting his guard down. Both Semi-Spirit Weapons he had sold this time came from the Song Family, and the spirit iron came from the Violet Sun Gate. He could not afford any slipups.
After turning through several alleys and changing his clothes, he found no one following him. He thought he was safe and that the Ghost Tower had harbored no ill intentions.
But after turning out of another alley, he sensed a prying gaze behind him. There was something familiar about it-it belonged to the man who had carried the tray at the Ghost Tower.
"How did he catch up?"
He spread his awareness outward and saw that the man from the Ghost Tower had changed his appearance. He wore a human-skin mask and carried an iron cage containing a mouse.
"So they really do want to rob another robber." Xu Yang sneered.
Just three spirit herbs had been enough to make the Ghost Tower disregard its reputation.
"Perfect. I happen to need a human-skin mask."
The human-skin mask on the man's face was exquisitely crafted. Had Xu Yang's senses not memorized his gaze, he would never have spotted any flaw in his appearance.
Another alley lay ahead. Xu Yang suddenly accelerated and darted inside.
"Useless!"
The man from the Ghost Tower remained unhurried as he walked into the alley. It was a dead end, completely empty.
"Squeak, squeak..."
Inside the iron cage, the Tracking Mouse squeaked, directing the man's attention upward.
"On the roof?" Unconcerned, the man prepared to leap onto the building beside him.
When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure hovering in midair. Beneath the bamboo hat, two gazes seemed on the verge of becoming tangible as they pierced outward, staring fiercely at him.
*A Heavenly Origin