Outside Haoyang Manor.
"Wheeet!"
A piercing whistle rang through Qingshan as a burly youth sprinted over the grass.
In a patch of grass nearby, a little round head poked out toward the whistle, and a hand waved. "B-big brother, I'm here."
Only after spotting his little brother did the running youth let out a long breath. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he hurried over.
The youth and child were Xing Wu and Little One, who had spent another four days reaching Western Liang territory after leaving Xingshan. Before dying, Immortal Master Xun had told Xing Wu that Chu Jin and members of the Western Liang Imperial Clan were jointly handling the hostage exchange and were waiting at Haoyang Manor, so the brothers had secretly come here.
But Xing Wu did not know whether that bastard Immortal Master Xun had been lying to him, so he and Little One had hidden in the mountains for another day to observe in secret.
What a qualified Hunt Patrol needed most were patience and perception, and Xing Wu, naturally steady and honest, was clearly exceptionally gifted in both. However, after several major incidents in Tide Dragon City, security inside had become extremely tight, especially the restrictions on entering and leaving, which had reached wartime levels. The brothers had therefore suffered a great deal along the way.
To escape Tide Dragon City successfully, Xing Wu had staked out the Hunting Patrol he once served for six whole hours. In the end, he and his brother had hidden inside wooden barrels on a carriage transporting exotic beast offal and pelts, barely managing to slip out of the city.
In the mountains, after finding his brother, Xing Wu asked urgently, "Little brother, did you notice anything unusual in the manor?"
Little One's once rosy cheeks had