His hair had been dyed white, and the wrinkles on his face had reappeared. He was no different from before, unlike the 40-year-old middle-aged man Li Hao had seen before.
"Teacher!"
Yuan Shuo nodded and glanced at him. Suddenly, he frowned and said in a low voice,""Are you being watched?"
"Yes."
Yuan Shuo looked at him, frowning. Then, he said with a heavy tone,""There are some traces of divine intent ... You've been locked on!"
"What?"
Li Hao didn't quite understand.
Yuan Shuo explained,"Qian Dou, wake up!" If it was before, I wouldn't have been able to notice it, but now ... I can feel that someone seems to have left some traces of divine intent on your body ... And it hasn't been long. Perhaps you just met the murderer?"
Li Hao nodded and said,"yes!" Chief Liu followed them but didn't find anything. He also said that it might involve the spiritual level!"
"He's indeed difficult to deal with!"
