Not one of those people was a Soul Master above the rank of Five-Ring Soul King. Zhu Zhuqing had already checked with her Ice-Fire Eyes.
Then what had they come here for?
When she saw the Martial Soul behind the middle-aged man at the very front, Zhu Zhuqing immediately understood what these people were after.
She gave her Third Sister a few hand signals.
Having worked together for years, they naturally understood what the signals meant.
In the woods, the middle-aged man leading the group suddenly stopped, pacing back and forth in confusion.
The short man behind him said, "Er Gouzi, what are you doing? Find them! Our cooked ducks are about to fly away. If they reach the town up ahead, we won't get a bite!"
The dozen or so men following behind saw their two leaders talking and made a show of stopping to chat. After all, even if they only wanted the soup, they had to let the two leaders eat the meat first.
Huh? Where did they go? Their scent was clearly right here. Strange.
The middle-aged man looked around in confusion. Behind him, his dog Martial Soul bared its mouth and brandished its claws, looking rather furious.
"Looks like we lost them. Those two bitches must be Soul Masters. They sensed us tracking them ages ago!" the middle-aged man swore.
Hearing that, everyone behind him expressed their disappointment and offered words of consolation.
But just then, an utterly icy voice seemed to rise from hell. Everyone shuddered, their faces stiffening as they looked up toward the sky.
"Were you looking for me?"
Two black-clad figures stood atop a towering tree ten meters tall. Judging by their figures, they were clearly women.
Yet the woman on the left had already activated her Martial Soul.
Six Soul