Feng Ruoxing said, "Xu An'an is deliberately avoiding us. She's putting on a show for us."

There are indeed many spoiled and indulged people in this world, but that doesn't mean every family has someone like that.

Especially when Xu An'an knew that her brother was going to sacrifice himself for her, yet she still tried to drive away the last reinforcements, it was even more incomprehensible.

Xu An'an thought she could anger Feng Ruoxing, but she didn't know that her tricks were useless against two seasoned veterans.

"If she wants to act, we'll watch the show. The real key is that idiot dog!" Ye Yang said, exchanged a smile with Feng Ruoxing, and quickened his pace into the mountains.

At that time, I had already received the message from Feng Ruoxing and circled down from the mountain.

Lin Zhao saw the woman from last night in the distance and wanted to chase after her, but I pulled her back. "Someone is helping us chase. Don't worry."

"Who?" Lin Zhao had just asked when I pulled her down to squat. "Hold your breath and don't move!"

We had just squatted down when there was a rustling sound in the nearby bushes.

In the next moment, Old Smoker had already led that little dwarf, quickly flashing past less than a meter away from us.

Lin Zhao's eyes widened instantly. "How did you know they were coming? How didn't they see us?"

I smiled and transmitted my voice, "I knew where they were yesterday. They think their camouflage is brilliant, but it's worthless in my eyes."

"The highest level of tracking prey isn't going wherever it goes, but walking with it without being discovered."

"You thought I was wandering around the mountains and fields with you yesterday because I couldn't find them? I was dispersing the aura on us, so we could merge with the aura of Taiqu Mountain."

"Yesterday, we passed by them three times. The closest we got, I could have just pissed in the bushes and splashed them in the face."

"I didn't touch them because I wanted to play with them."

"Look ahead!"

As I turned to look at the woman, Lin Zhao muttered softly behind me, "Still pissing in the bushes, how disgusting? I'm standing next to you! Don't you know the difference between men and women?"

"I forgot you were a woman again." I didn't turn my head but knew that Lin Zhao was baring her fangs and brandishing her claws behind me. My eyes were on the woman who left the hotel.

The person seemed to sense the danger and started panicking shortly after Old Smoker and the other appeared. Her pace was getting faster and faster.

The little dwarf said, "Old Smoke, does she sense us?"

"No!" Old Smoker said, "She's walking towards a dead end. Her life is over."

I also frowned. The ghost I saw kept saying "birth has its time, death has its place." Could it predict the target's doom?

According to the fate masters, the time and place of a person's death are predetermined by heaven. Not a second off, not a step more.

If there's any deviation, the person will be like being haunted by a ghost, constantly adjusting the time and place.

Someone inexplicably staying in a certain place is actually waiting to die.

Someone rushing to a certain place is rushing to their death.

Whether waiting for death or rushing to their death, people have one thing in common: a deathly look on their face.

People in the art of Tao, when they see a dying person brushing past them, generally hide as far away as possible to avoid being implicated.

The woman in front was losing her vitality. Even from five or six meters away, I could see the increasingly heavy aura of death on her. She was clearly rushing to her death.

Before long, the woman completely panicked, dropped her suitcase, and ran forward.

I also noticed a rock hanging in the distance, shaking slightly.

That rock was her death tribulation!

A few seconds later, the woman ran under the rock, and the rock, the size of a washbasin, fell with a whoosh and landed squarely on her head.

As blood splattered, the woman fell to the ground, and her ghost was directly shaken out of her body, kneeling beside the corpse and wailing, "You said that if he died, I could live."

"I believed your words, why am I still dying!"

"Liar, you're a liar!"

The piercing wails of the ghost echoed in the mountains, but no one could see the ghost wailing beside its own corpse.

Old Smoker looked at the ghost a few times and slowly started walking back, saying as he walked, "That's not right! That woman shouldn't have died! She made a choice according to the Iron Tile Temple's routine and should have become a follower of the Iron Tile Temple, working for them in the mortal world!"

"How did this person die?"

"Did we misjudge?"

The little dwarf followed closely behind him, "How about we go back and take another look?"

"No!" Old Smoker said, "Feng Ruoxing cultivates the sword of assassins. Her perception is exceptionally sharp. We're afraid we'll stumble if we get too close."

"We still need to work on Li Po."

"Li Chunfeng and Qu Mo both entered the Iron Tile Temple back then. Li Po definitely knows more than we do. Stare at Li Po, drive him crazy, and I don't believe he won't tell the truth."