It was already late at night.
In the deep mountains and ancient forests, a group of three moved forward silently. Ye Jingtang carefully observed the traces on the ground to determine the direction Bai Siming had fled in.
However, when top experts fled, the footprints they left behind were barely visible. If they wanted to catch up to Bai Siming, they had to rely on the scouting bird. The three of them slowly walked in the mountains, mostly resting and recuperating, waiting for the bird to return and report the location of the target.
After traveling like this for half an hour, they didn't see the bird turn back or send a signal. Ye Jingtang's ears twitched slightly as he looked at the high mountains in front.
Pei Xiangjun suppressed her aura and looked at the deep mountains. "There's a situation?"