"It's nothing, maybe bats or Night Owls," he replied, "Don't get distracted, the target might be just ahead."
Fang Hong made his bee swarm fly a bit higher, somewhat surprised by his counterpart's keenness — but when the woman spoke, he recognized her as the owner of the voice he had heard earlier, seemingly searching for someone or some people.
What truly surprised him was the attire she wore, he had seen that style of the war robe before — "Twilight Guild's people?" Fang Hong was slightly taken aback. He harbored preconceived suspicions about these people, inevitably linking them with past events.
What would ordinary people come here for at this time? And judging by their setup, it wasn't some spur-of-the-moment decision like theirs.
