"Were you looking for us?"
Xu Xiaoshou pointed at his nose and met eyes with the three swordsmen who had already walked in front of him.
Gu Qingyi frowned.
He thought, 'Was this rascal....' He was the rascal whom he had bumped into at the door of Plenty Gold Company on that particular day. This was the rascal who did not know his own depth.
He checked Xu Xiaoshou before and had confirmed that he was incapable of sword cognition. Somehow, he had managed to come into contact with ghost beasts too.
From a logical standpoint, he did not want to engage with this man for long.
Somehow, his subconscious had drawn himself to this man, and he had found himself in front of Xu Xiaoshou.
Gu Qingyi hesitated but asked his questions regardless. "Was there anyone else around before you?"
"Anyone?"
