"Good!"
The crowd was thrilled and delighted.
Seeing this, Fang Zhixing's brow furrowed slightly.
Soon, Luo Kezhao led his seven hundred infantry, moving out magnificently and disappearing into the distance.
Ding Zhigang and Lv Peipei amongst others also wanted to follow.
However, Fang Zhixing silently stood in place, unmoving.
Xigou crouched next to him, looking up at him.
"Are you sure?"
A look of surprise crossed Fang Zhixing's face.
Xigou replied, "Yes, I'm sure! After that Demon revealed its true form, I recognized the scent it emitted; I've smelled it before."
Fang Zhixing asked, "Where, on whom did you smell it?"
Xigou answered, "Do you remember the large suitcase that Sun Gongchang always carried with him?"
Sun Gongchang, it was him again!
Suddenly, Fang Zhixing's face changed. He recalled Xigou's interest in the suitcase on the merchant ship, noting the smell of blood, specifically human blood.
