By the time Zeng Mu and Yao Chun arrived, they had already missed everything that had happened earlier.
Watching from their hiding place on a distant slope, they saw only a man carrying a woman as he ran madly down the valley. Even that was thanks to Zeng Mu's Elemental Artifact, which let them see through the rain and mist obscuring their view.
The man looked to be in his thirties or forties. Mud covered his body, but the gleam of metal was still visible at his shoulders and knees. He had no sword at his waist or any other weapon on his back. Perhaps he had lost them earlier; they had no way of knowing.
To them-or at least to Zeng Mu-it was unclear why the man was fleeing like this with that familiar-looking woman in his arms. His expression plainly showed that he feared something, yet Zeng Mu could see no wolves, tigers, or other beasts behind him. There were only ripples in the ankle-deep water, no different from those all around them.
But Yao Chun saw it, and saw it clearly. To his eyes, the thing seemed to have risen suddenly from a pool in hell. Cold sweat broke out over him, and his pupils contracted at once. Even from more than twenty meters away, it sent a pure chill through him. He had encountered one before, and he knew all too well how terrifying it was.
"Damn it, Yellow-Eyed Leeches," he murmured in shock. Clearly, he had not accounted for this turn of events. Had he known, he would never have made this trip. He should have followed Nameless's advice and carried out the assassination at night, when they first arrived in Green City two days earlier.
Fortunately, he had someone beside him, which kept his