On the outskirts of Tingyang County, within the dilapidated county town.
Two Daoists, with a hint of urgency in their steps, drew the attention of the people around them.
Master of Pure Yang's eyes were already brimming with anger, but he still forcibly suppressed his temper and transmitted his voice to the woman in the long robe in the distance, "Officer Xiao, is it correct this time?"
Xiao Qiangwei's face showed a hint of chill, "He escaped again."
For ten whole days, that breath had been leading them in circles, taking them through almost the entire Tingyang County.
At the furthest, it was about four or five hundred miles away, and at the closest, it was right beside them somewhere.
But as soon as they sensed even a hint of movement, the other party would immediately take off, and despite their best efforts, they could only barely manage not to lose track.
