Within the darkness stood a huge bat demon and one that had a rather bony form. They were talking about the possibilities of a Sacred Guardian attacking them when they get to the Divine City. They had no other company but the two of them, and yet a watchful eye had pinned its sights at the bony demon. It was as if the owner was especially wary towards the other.
Xu Rouguang's eyes flickered as he failed to extend more of his senses to follow Dunzhao. It was already too suspicious that he had left the camp five times already, all in the middle of the night.
The young lord then turned to the sleeping bull demon next to him. His hands were placed on the bull demon's nose. "Emodao… Dunzhao had left the camp… again."
"Why are you keeping an eye on him?"
