"How strange." Su Xuan scratched his head, completely puzzled.
He had been an undercover agent in Yan Xiaosong's group and knew exactly how many people there were. Yet, now they had only captured four. Two were missing. Where could they have gone?
Could they have fled in the heat of battle? That seems unlikely!
"We of the Spirit-Taming Sect will remember this grudge. We will be back to settle it!"
At that moment, Yan Xiaosong suddenly pulled out an oval, goose-egg-sized object. He squeezed it hard, and with a loud pop, it exploded, releasing a thick cloud of smoke!
Su Xuan immediately dashed into the smoke but couldn't find any trace of Yan Xiaosong.
"This is an escape technique of the Spirit-Taming Sect. It will be hard to pursue him now," said Qi Li, who had been hiding in a room watching Su Xuan catch the "thieves."
"What a shame." Su Xuan pursed his lips, a flicker of worry in his eyes.
