"Find a woman?" Fang Hong was startled for a moment and somewhat uncertain, "We only perceived that someone was stealthily observing us from the shadows; we still can't be sure of the person's identity."
"What a coincidence," the person said, "We felt the same, although we managed to catch a glimpse of the observer." He gestured above his head with his hand. "It was a Rotao woman, the kind with ears on her head."
Fang Hong was slightly taken aback, an elegant figure flashing subconsciously through his mind. But after a moment of thought, he shook his head, "There's a question, when did you notice the observer?"
"About a few minutes ago."
"Ha, what a coincidence, we too," blurted out a Papalarian. But as soon as he had spoken, he realized something was amiss and turned to look at the others, all of whom had peculiar expressions on their faces.
Then Fang Hong asked, "So where exactly did you spot this individual?"
