At least I thought I snuck away, but it turned out that Zhou Xin Qi's fan club was hot on my heels in pursuit.
"This way! I think he went this way!"
"I see tracks leading that way!"
"He has to have gone through here! I think we are close!"
"Wow, how persistent," I grumbled as I used my footwork techniques to escape. I had used Jin to practically fly past the fan club after my stunt with the ice. And now I was jumping from branch to branch, easily fleeing my pursuers.
Master was right. As long as I could master these footwork techniques, nobody in my generation was capable of touching me.
But they were persistent. And my goal wasn't solely to outrun them – it was to outrun them while remaining unseen, which added another layer of difficulty. For now, the trees were helping me to block my silhouette from the line of sight of my pursuers, but I didn't want to them to catch even a glimpse of me, which was making things rather more complicated.
"Shu Cong! Over here!"
