Huang Xiao was somewhat surprised. He had not expected anyone to have followed the two of them here. How was that possible? He had carefully checked his surroundings all the way here; no one should have been following them. If someone really had followed them without him noticing, that person's cultivation was probably beyond his imagination.
Yet from the man's laughter, Huang Xiao could sense that his cultivation was probably inferior to his own. Of course, he could not rule out the possibility that the man was deliberately concealing his strength.
As the laughter faded, a figure rushed toward them from the distance.
"Little Liu, I've treated you well, yet in the end, you wanted to keep the whole feast to yourself?" the newcomer asked coldly, holding a longsword.
"Eunuch Gou?!" Panic appeared on Liu Dacheng's face when he saw who it was.
"Oh, so that jar holds the cultivation method Eunuch Qiu practiced in life?" The newcomer was indeed Eunuch Gou, the head eunuch of the Prison Office.
His eyes were fixed on the jar in Liu Dacheng's hands, gleaming with excitement and greed.
Huang Xiao recognized him as well. He felt certain that Eunuch Gou was not concealing his strength. His cultivation was only at Low Peak. Yet how had he managed to follow him without being detected?
"I never expected it to be you, Eunuch Gou. Your tracking skills are truly impressive. We didn't notice a thing," Huang Xiao said calmly.
"Hmph! If you hadn't stuck your nose in, brat, would I have needed to go to all this trouble? Your cultivation isn't weak. I knew you'd notice if I followed too closely, so I left some Thousand-Mile Soul-Chasing Incense on Little Liu earlier. Anywhere within a thousand miles, I can follow its scent and find you."