"Swift!" Tu Hong barked a true word, pointing again. A yellow beam passed through the triangular mirror's surface, refracted from the other side, and formed another rectangular screen of light.
"Dwarves? So they were dwarves! This old man... thought they were sword cultivators!" The screen showed the images of three dwarves fleeing up from underground!
Just then, Lan Qin hurried inside and anxiously called, "Great General, Great General..."
But when he saw the light screen projected into midair, he stopped short, anxiety flashing through his eyes.
Tu Hong ignored Lan Qin. Instead, he exerted himself to activate the mirror, slowly turning it. Gradually, the face of the bird cultivator Ying Chuo appeared on the screen as well! Ying Chuo's expression was as unpleasant as Lan Qin's, as though he had heard the report from the dwarves before him and found it hard to make a decision!
"Hm?" Ying Chuo on the screen suddenly started, a fierce glint flashing through his eyes. With a flick of his hand, it transformed into an eagle wing that swept through the air. At once, Tu Hong's screen turned blurred and hazy, destroying the image Tu Hong had been about to move toward Ling Yunwu!
"Heh heh~" Tu Hong was not surprised. He slapped the triangular mirror, and it gradually shrank, turning into a tiny triangle that landed in his hand.
Tu Hong looked up at Lan Qin and smiled. "Brother Lan, you saw it too?"
"Yes. This old man received a report from disciples who had gone out to kill sword cultivators. Learning that dwarves had appeared, I immediately returned to report it!" Lan Qin said with a bitter smile. "Dwarves... had not appeared in Huan Country for who knew how many years!"
"Xuntian City does have records concerning dwarves." Tu Hong did not