"This wretched fox has no gratitude! I've given her fine clothes and lavish meals, sought Bizarre Path opportunities for her, and yet she dares to flee!"
"Red Dog, find her for me!"
Three Escape Lights flew above the market. Their bodies were shrouded with Immortal Qi; they were not ordinary Cultivators.
A man in a white robe, his expression dark and shrewd, held a folding fan painted with a Nine-tailed Fox. He was clearly the leader of the three.
Another Cultivator, dressed in a red robe and with red hair on his face, transformed into a slender dog with reddish fur.
The Red Dog's nostrils twitched as he glanced towards the southwest and southeast.
"Tu Bai Ling was in the market; she fled southwest."
"However, there are two Nine-tailed Fox scents here. One of them left recently."
Two Nine-tailed Fox scents?!
Luo Xian Jun's eyes lit up. With a snap of his fan, he gently patted his left palm.
