Riding off at full speed, the thin monk never did reveal his identity.
Watching the departing figure, Hall Master Li was unsettled. He had thought this would be a simple task, just a matter of capturing a mysterious young boy who had run away to the sea, and he even had the help of two monks from the senior generation of Dalin Temple. It should have been straightforward, shouldn't it?
But reality played a cruel joke on him. This was not an easy task at all – it was a dangerous one. Judging from the situation, if their adversaries were not too bothered to kill them, none of them would have survived.
"How am I going to report this back to the gang?"
Hall Master Li somewhat regretted flubbing the mission. He had wanted to use it to win favor with the gang leader. But soon his worry faded. After all, if even the high monks from Dalin Temple couldn't detain the adversary, and one almost losing his life, he had nothing to worry about. How could the gang leader blame him?
