Swoosh!
As they left, a figure wearing a black cloak appeared in the shade of the trees, observing the three as they slowly walked away.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, Simon turned back, a deep frown appearing on his face.
"What's the matter, Simon?" Samanda asked.
He remained quiet for a few seconds. 'Am I imagining things? I just felt like someone was looking at me.'
"It's nothing," He smiled. "Let's go."
They continued on their way, and the figure reappeared.
"Hmmm…" An evil grin spread on the man's face. "Barely even eighteen…yet already in the 3-star warrior realm. More importantly…" He furrowed his brows. "Such monstrous instincts. How did they train him to have such senses? Truly a family of monsters…"
"Hmhh…" He scoffed. "Well, it's not like it'll matter…"
Swosh!
He disappeared.
…
Samanda, Simon, and Arach returned to the clan compound.
People's daily lives went by, and slowly, night fell. Lamps embedded in the walls and streets lit the compound.
