Tang Hao had actually sensed them long ago. It had been less than half an incense stick's worth of time since he and Ya Li had flown out of Shrek City with Lin Ming.
Ahead and behind, to either side, in the sky and beneath the ground, countless powerful presences had already caught up.
Tang Hao had expected this and did not even raise his eyelids. Nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs.
He knew perfectly well why these people had followed them.
They had all come for Lin Ming. After all, Lin Ming had won quite a few good things at the auction, including the grand finale treasure, the Secret of the Body.
That thing was a strategic treasure of national importance. If the Federation obtained it, it could develop an entire Body Legion. No one could remain unmoved.
He looked down on it because he was the Plane Master, while Shrek looked down on it because Shrek monopolized the continent's geniuses. But everyone else would consider it a treasure.
Since the Federation had not exerted itself at the auction, it must have put its efforts elsewhere.
Even he could work out that logic; there was no way the others did not know. And that was precisely why Lin Ming had asked him for an escort.
Could this brat really survive once he reached Eastsea City?
Tang Hao had no faith in Lin Ming at all.
But so what?
Delivering Lin Ming to Eastsea City would be the utmost in kindness and duty.
He wanted to see which fool with a death wish would dare charge up and provoke him along the way.
Whichever faction came out first, he would slaughter its chicken to warn the monkeys.
Yet these pursuers had never imagined that Yun Ming would personally escort