The old woman had been rinsed with dirty water, but the mud on her face had not all washed away, leaving her looking filthy. Still, after Han Shuo's efforts, he could finally make out roughly what she looked like.
She looked fifty or sixty, with long, tangled gray hair. The chisel of time had left many furrow-like wrinkles on her face, and her facial skin looked loose and slack. Only her eyes were an unusual cyan, filled with indignant resentment.
While Han Shuo studied her, she was observing him too. The youthful Han Shuo looked only in his twenties. At that age, whether he practiced martial techniques or magic, he should not have possessed peak strength, yet he had defeated her so easily, giving her no chance to resist.
Smack! Han Shuo slapped her face and demanded again, "I asked you a question!"
Han Shuo would not offer due respect to an enemy who attacked others without provocation and clearly harbored ill intentions, even if she was an elderly woman. Besides, with her appearance and those cyan eyes, she hardly looked like a good person.
The slap snapped her out of her thoughts. Filled with fury, she shouted at Han Shuo, "Brat, you can kill me, but you cannot humiliate me!"
"Cut the crap. Answer my questions honestly, or you'll suffer!" Han Shuo shot her an impatient glare, then turned to look at Kalei as he approached. "This old hag deliberately left traces along the way. Cecilia and the others have followed them here. Go meet them."
"Very well. Thank you for saving me, my lord. I will never forget it!" Kalei bowed respectfully to Han Shuo, then left at his urging.
"How did you know I left traces along the way?" Though the old woman could not move, she