In the faintly crimson sky of the afternoon, a blue streak shot straight across above the heads of several people, heading toward Naga Canyon.
Lin Fei, gazing into the distance, could see three women of Eastern appearance wrapped within the trail, all with cold expressions, lavishly dressed, robed in black.
It seemed that the leader of the women, feeling Lin Fei's gaze, lowered her head and looked down coldly, her eyes meeting Lin Fei's. For a moment, she thought she saw the other's eyes swirl like endless, profound vortices, akin to two black holes firmly grasping her gaze. A burst of icy chill instantly surged to her heart.
All of a sudden, her face turned pale and her whole body shuddered, nearly plummeting from the sky.
"Liu Lin? What happened to you?!" The two women behind were shocked, each grabbing the lead woman by the hand. They both saw a hint of surprise in the other's eyes.
