The old-fashioned loudspeaker above his head sounded again, this time urging Yang Xiao to leave, and like the previous times, he didn't encounter anyone here and silently departed on his own.
The night had become deep and on the road back, Yang Xiao replayed in his mind the last moments before he left. The road was somewhat long and the place he lived quite remote, making the journey back seem particularly lengthy. When there was no one around, he took out the Soul-Capturing Mirror to look at it. The surface was covered with cracks, but it was in a slightly better state than during his mission.
He habitually reached for the Human Bone Staff, but this time, he paused slightly. The staff was trembling slightly, and a strong sense of unease suddenly exploded in his heart.
There was trouble nearby!
He made three steps into two and quickly found a hidden spot to conceal himself. As for the Soul-Capturing Mirror, Yang Xiao wasn't ready to use it; the mirror itself was very dangerous.
