Qiao Suisui, clad in an inconspicuous cloak, walked down the street. She always felt as if a pair of eyes were watching her from behind.
She quickened her pace, deliberately took several turns, and found that instead of disappearing, the feeling of being watched grew stronger.
But she was not panicked; her hand beneath the cloak quietly tightened around the Emei dagger. With her current spiritual power, she was fully capable of escaping unscathed. Moreover, she wanted to know who exactly had sent these people. Were they after her, or were they after Ellie?
Instead of heading towards a crowded area, Qiao Suisui purposely took a roundabout route, twisting and turning into a desolate alley.
Suddenly, a group of people burst out of the alley, blocking her path.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Qiao Suisui pretended to be scared, her voice trembling.
