The gentle breeze rustled through the leaves.
Above the forest, a man and a woman flew side by side.
They were none other than Elder Xue Yun and Elder Peng Shan.
"Hmph! It's been over a month. That boy's bones have likely been picked clean by Demon Beasts, yet they still have us searching for his trace! What could the higher-ups be thinking?"
"At the end of the day, he's just an Outer Disciple with a Wasted Martial Soul—destined to be useless sooner or later. Dead is dead. Is it worth making such a fuss?"
Xue Yun's gaze was filled with irritation, and her tone was one of impatience.
Ever since Luo Cheng's disappearance, they had been tasked with searching for his whereabouts. A long time had passed already.
Elder Peng Shan said, "This is Yun Mengli's order."
A flash of jealousy passed through Xue Yun's eyes as her tone turned chilly:
"And so what if it's her order? Does she truly think Luo Cheng could have survived being hunted by the Blood Eagle? What a joke!"
