That pretty young woman looked terrified at that moment. Her shapely bust heaved as she continued to pant.
"Sh*t. That was terrifying. One person, just one, taking down the entire group of Vietnamese cultivators. That man really is a god among killing machines."
That young woman seemed to have yet to recover from that terrifying slaughter from before.
"I guess he didn't find us then."
That shriveled old man shook his head and said, "No, there is no doubt that he did. He definitely found us, and I was able to sense that much when he looked in our direction. He absolutely knew where we were.
"We're lucky that he doesn't seem like someone who enjoys killing, and that probably prevented him from taking us out, even after finding out where we were."
That old man elaborated slowly. The feeling of being lucky was seen in his expression.
