As they ran past some of the houses in the village, Shen Yanxiao and the Vermillion Bird saw many people as they ran in desperation.
They were a group of men who looked to be in the prime of their age. Based on how they dressed, Shen Yanxiao deduced that they were a team of mercenaries. However, they did not look like hot-blooded warriors at that moment. All of them looked ghastly pale as they ran for their lives. It also looked like they had similar wounds on their body, and it looked as if sharp claws had made those wounds. The injuries cut through their clothes and into their flesh. Red liquid oozed from their wounds and yet none of them stopped to dress the cuts.
Shen Yanxiao finally understood the reason for that. She saw some crazy dark shadows chasing those men from behind. When they had a chance, they would jump on the mercenaries as they ran for their lives at an incredible speed.
