Ding Fengmian's disheveled and grimy face was stuck with leaves.
The hired hands, taking shelter from the light rain, buzzed with discussion, a feeling of undefined reverence in the air.
He descended from the Dragon.
An alarming tale!
"Despite the three families' lack of skill and failing to capture the bandits, Ding Fengmian is within arm's reach, and we still require Lord Xingyi to act personally. Rest assured, my lord, we will not let him escape so easily again!" Yin Yingbo guaranteed.
"That's where you're wrong," Liang Qu shook his head, "Without the three families bustling before and after, I would not have been able to capture him so effortlessly."
Truth be told.
Even with the rain curtain lifted, it would normally take several to ten days of effort to find him.
The Golden Tiqi were certainly not slackers; focusing on searching a specific area, there must have been a reason.
