In the clearing, familiar figures were either sitting or standing, prominently included were Zhu Wushi, Xiao Feng, Xie Xiaofeng, Nie Renwang, among others, but noticeably absent were Ding Peng, Chamu Long, and Azhu.
"Ah! As a thief, I've become one who steals chickens, dogs, and rabbits. This one rabbit isn't enough to divide among everyone."
The man flipped agilely to the ground, rubbed his face casually, and his face transformed into one as thin as a monkey's. It was Sikong Zhaixing, sighing yet wearing an oddly smug expression. He lifted the rabbit, still kicking, by its ears, chuckled, and shook his head at the crowd.
"Not good, not good! Very bad indeed! The God-searching Palace's spies are now scattered throughout the nearby city. I just encountered one that almost trapped me. I think even if we continue to hide here, we'll be discovered sooner or later."
"It's already dusk, and we don't have time to hide anymore."
