"Junior Brother Nan, are you sure Luo Feng is in this direction?"
Lin Ruohai glanced at a small-framed disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion.
Cha!
The frail disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion stepped forward with a smile:
"Senior Brother Lin, don't you trust me? My father is the most renowned hunter in our area. I've been hunting with him since I was three years old; such simple tracking poses no difficulty for me. Even if Luo Feng were a wolf, I could track him down from this swamp."
Lin Ruohai exhaled, "Of course I trust you. However, we've been pursuing them for so long without even catching a glimpse. If they reach Blackwater Lake, it will be troublesome to make a move then."
At this moment, a naive-looking and slightly pudgy youth hesitated before speaking:
"Senior Brother, we don't have deep grievances with Luo Feng and his group. Is it too excessive to attempt to kill them?"
"Junior Brother Qin, you're still so indecisive."
