But as Clockwork Fairy's vision rotated back, Fang Hong suddenly noticed that in the alley behind him, several figures were moving on the rooftops.
Looking down from high above, those shadows were dragging long cloaks, leaping and traversing across tightly packed rooftops, and judging by their figures, they should be human. However, among the Adventurers, only a few professions could manage such agility, being either Nightingales or Rangers.
When Fang Hong saw clearly the direction those figures were heading, his heart slightly tense— they were coming his way. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but it was already too late, a figure emerged from the roof not far away, aiming a Longbow in his direction.
"Who is there?"
The person called out sharply.
Rustling sounds followed as more figures appeared on the surrounding rooftops, each holding bows and crossbows, with the cold light of arrows reflecting the flames flickering from a block away, slightly dazzling.
