"To pursue?"
Mo Hua thought for a moment, then decided against it.
Since he didn't trust himself, he couldn't be bothered to meddle further and save him.
One must respect others' fate.
Those who should die must die.
Mo Hua intended to leave, but halfway through, he suddenly furrowed his brows.
"Something's wrong..."
Mo Hua turned around, released his Divine Sense, and scanned the surroundings. His gaze tightened, "Someone else has been here..."
There were traces of flattened grass, footprints of multiple people.
Nearby lingered mixed traces of Spiritual Power, faint, involving the Five Elements, but with an excess of cool Water Spiritual Power.
This was the aura of people.
Mo Hua's Divine Sense sublimated, reaching near deity-like Divine Thought, making him very sensitive to such aura.
He walked to the cave entrance.
Despite the daylight, the cave was still dark.
