"A reward from the God of Night?" Xia Fei curiously asked.
Seven nodded. "Isn't that why you came here? In any case, what you must do is find me and kill me. It doesn't matter what method you use. As long as you complete the agreement set down by the God of Night, the reward will be yours."
Xia Fei shrugged his shoulders. This assessment clearly was not fair. Finding Seven's avatar among one hundred million living beings within seven days was basically an impossible mission.
"Finally, I will give you three tips," Seven smugly said. "Temple, yellow sand, camel grass."
The air resounded with Seven's laughter as that small, black figure dancing in the air blinked out of existence.
"Temple, yellow sand, camel grass—what did he mean by that?" Phantom stroked his chin ponderously.
Xia Fei shook his head. "How would I know?"
"How should we find him?"