"They're on the move."
Just as Qin Xiangyu and Shi Xiaole's party of four left the inn, an elderly man with a face full of wrinkles opened his eyes on a tower at the center of Southern Star City.
The air still carried remnants of a wave that had only recently dissipated.
"Old Qiu's Heavenly Eye Technique is truly extraordinary."
Nineteen people were standing next to the wrinkled elder.
What was shocking was that these people were all top-tier lords. Although their momentum was not revealed, the air within the tower felt as though it was on the verge of collapsing under pressure.
"That woman surnamed Qin has extraordinary spiritual power. Fortunately, Old Qiu's Heavenly Eye Technique can avoid spiritual perception. This time, we must kill her! Otherwise, once she grows up, our three major families in Yuanling will be trampled under the Qin Family's feet all our lives."
The man who spoke had a somber face.
