"My Lord, according to the soul tracking plate, Gu Ruoyun should be near this little village."
A group of people were standing in mid-air outside Wind Fall Village.
The leader of the group was a middle-aged man with a snobbish and indifferent expression. His eyes were cold and icy. Upon hearing his subordinate's report, a sneer appeared on his face as he ordered, "Move out! No matter where she runs to, she won't escape from the palm of my hand! If it had not been for a sudden issue in the soul tracking plate, we wouldn't have needed an entire month to find this place."
Whoosh!
Once he had said his piece, Lin Fen warped and reappeared in the village.
