Within his perception, a vast net woven from mental power enveloped the entire Treasure-Gathering Studio, capable of detecting even a mosquito the instant it flew inside.
However, the other party was clearly only at the sixth Heavenly Origin level and could not sense his mental power at all.
His mental power formed an invisible net that slowly spread into the depths of the Treasure-Gathering Studio, searching for the Treasure Vault.
Just as he found it, he heard two voices conversing in the room beside the Treasure Vault.
"I wonder if they've found that little bastard Xu Yang yet."
"It's only been seven or eight days. Probably not."
Xu Yang recognized one of the speakers as Han Qiansong, an elder of the Han Family. Judging by the other man's voice, he was probably about the same age.
"That little bastard killed so many of our family's experts. I wish I could slice him into a thousand pieces. Unfortunately, the patriarch wouldn't let me join them," Han Qiansong said, hatred coloring his voice.
Han Qianchuan said, "Someone has to stay behind to protect the family's businesses."
Han Qiansong shook his head. "But I keep thinking those Shadow Guards who died under mysterious circumstances last time had something to do with whoever's behind Xu Yang. If my fears are right, Qianjun and the others might be in danger."
Xu Yang's heart stirred at those words.
The Han Family didn't connect what happened last time to me?
It seemed destroying the bodies and erasing the evidence, rather than leaving the Han Family's Shadow Guards for the Heavenly Strategy Academy, had been the right choice. In that case, there would be no Spirit-Refining powerhouse among the group he had seen earlier.
Otherwise, Han Qiansong would not have been so worried.
Han Qianchuan shook his head.