"Youngsters, if you have any chance of surviving, I advise you not to be so curious. It can get you killed."
The old man selling Flag Formations also moved, walking toward the two women with a cold, sinister smile.
"Who are you?"
"Who we are doesn't matter. As long as you're the people they want, we two old bones will have fulfilled our commission. Granny Yu, draw in the net!"
"Heh heh..."
The old woman whom the old man called Granny Yu flicked the silver needle in her hand. It became a streak of silver light and shot straight into the parasol tree. The tattered Fishing Net immediately closed like a sack, holding the two women as it rose after the streak of light from the needle and hung swaying in midair.
"Let us go, you old hag!"
Hu Meier cried out fiercely in her lilting voice, shooting out a Twin Phoenix Facing the Sun Pearl Hairpin the instant the tattered Fishing Net closed. These Twin Phoenix Facing the Sun Pearl Hairpins were a pair, each able to sense the other from afar. Before Hu Meier acted, Xing Yun had already inscribed a Concealment Formation on the hairpin.
Granny Yu rose shakily and walked beneath the tattered Fishing Net. Tilting up her net-like face, she grinned to reveal ghastly white teeth and stretched out her rough old hands to stroke Xing Yun's and Hu Meier's ankles.
"What a pair of pretty girls. A pity, such a pity-your doom has come!"
Xing Yun and Hu Meier frantically tried to dodge inside the Fishing Net, but the tattered net offered little room. Bound and unable to move freely, they could not escape the old woman's disgusting, withered hands.
"So tender. If I peeled off your skin, I could stitch a lovely garment...