"After we found their trail, we were going to follow Senior Aunt Lan Yue's instructions and have two people go back to report.
"But we didn't expect the man in the mask to have such sharp eyes.
"He spotted us in an instant."
There's no need to describe the fight that followed.
Fang Shuwen asked,
"Where did the masked man go?"
"We didn't notice."
The two looked somewhat ashamed.
"Once the fight started, all our attention was on our opponents. We didn't even notice when that person left."
Fang Shuwen nodded. 'It's only natural,' he thought.
Although they were disciples of Yuqing Pavilion, they had no real experience in the Jianghu. They lacked both practical skills and worldly knowledge.
'Who would have thought they'd run into such a disaster before even leaving the sect's grounds.'
At this thought, Fang Shuwen sighed and cupped his fist toward Zhai Xing.
"I apologize for the trouble, Senior."
Zhai Xing, however, gave a casual wave of her hand.
