"Let's shake them off, don't waste time on them. It's forbidden to hurt or kill people in the city, and if we get caught, it'll be troublesome," Xia Xi said, glancing over her shoulder at their followers.
Ever since they left the Mercenary Guild, someone had been tailing them, likely due to the wealth they had inadvertently flaunted, giving rise to unsavory thoughts among some.
"Someone is following us? Are they planning to steal from us or rob us?" Xia Yue asked, looking at them.
"Either is possible," Yan Mo responded.
"How dare they follow me, I curse their next actions to be fraught with misfortune," Wei Se's eyes flickered with a hint of silver light, his hands forming a spellcasting gesture as he murmured an incantation.
In a blink of an eye, a small beam of light emerged from his fingertip and flew towards the stalkers.
