"What do you mean?" All three frowned.
"Heh."
The man in black offered no explanation. He simply raised his Magic Wand where he stood and began chanting again.
Seeing him chant, the three thought he was about to attack. They hurriedly stepped back and raised defensive spells.
But the man in black ignored them and kept chanting. A teleportation circle rapidly formed in front of him once more.
As expected, just as his spell was about to take shape, another whistle cut through the air.
This time, the man in black abandoned his chant outright. He stopped where he stood, spun around, and snatched sharply to his left, catching the incoming arrow.
With the arrow in hand, the man in black immediately looked toward a distant patch of woods to his left and sneered. "Heh, no wonder you're afraid to show yourself. You're just a little level-seven rat!"
Unbeknownst to him, his words startled Mu You, who was hiding in a distant tree. "How does he know I'm level seven?"
No one answered him. Even Vivian was not all-knowing.
Having seen the incoming arrow for themselves, the three Illuminati members in the distance also scanned the woods with uncertainty and suspicion.
Someone else had been following nearby? They had not noticed at all.
But judging by Gao Ziming's words, the person hiding over there seemed to be nothing more than a level-seven small fry.
"Sun Yao, go take a look!"
The leading Illuminati man spoke to his companion beside him, secretly making a throat-slitting gesture at the same time.
Having followed them, that person had most likely heard their conversation. Even if he had not, such a source of uncertainty had to be eliminated. No one besides themselves could be allowed to know about today's events.
The man called Sun