"Should we lure them over?"
Seeing the Tracking Mouse appear, Feng San Niang subconsciously took out a small piece of cloth.
Last time, Tang Wen had used her small piece of cloth to lure the two black-robed men to the Thunder Rock Crocodile Turtle.
"Alright." Tang Wen didn't look at her, sending a series of spiritual soothings their way.
The two Extraordinary Level Exotic Beasts were instantly dazed.
At that moment, a certain scent happened to drift out.
The two Tracking Mice inevitably grew excited and scurried forward in a hurry.
The black-robed person following behind them paused, but his simple mind didn't comprehend that this was an unexpected situation.
His understanding of Huang the Ninth's orders was to quietly follow the Tracking Mice.
The moment he saw Tang Wen, he was to roar and attract his nearby companions.
The pitter-patter of the Tracking Mice's feet could still be heard.
