An hour later, after going around in circles, Fang Heng and Xiaoqi returned to the entrance of the City of Darkness.
Xiaoqi's face was bitter.
They had tried more than ten of them.
Not to mention undoing the seal, none of them could even tell that Mr. Fang Heng had a tracking seal on him.
Xiaoqi suspected that if he didn't follow him, Mr. Fang would have been beaten out as a troublemaker.
"Mr. Fang, I'm sorry. We saw the last one just now."
"Mm, forget it."
Fang Heng waved his hand. He didn't have much hope, so he wasn't disappointed.
The tracking level of the seal on his body was very high. Furthermore, it was targeted at the demi-humans. It was normal for ordinary people to not be able to tell.
"Boss, are we going back now?"
"No, we're already here. Let's go to the ghost market on the way."
"Alright, boss, let me provide some recommendations."
