"Despite the young lady's talisman, someone still managed to peek, and even counterattacked?"
The sudden change frightened everyone around. The old shopkeeper was especially surprised, sitting upright and looking at the shattered fragments beside Hu Ma. He sighed, "This Old Yin Mountain truly has many strange Paths..."
The person inside the sedan quietly sighed as well, "Don't underestimate this Old Yin Mountain!"
"Eight hundred miles of Old Yin Mountain, with Tai Sui growing annually, fostering evil spirits. After hundreds of years, what doesn't it have?"
As they pondered over this, seemingly reassessing the forest, Second Master was visibly more tense. He stepped forward to check Hu Ma's palm and anxiously asked, "Little Huma, did you see Granny just now? Where is she?"
"She... she's at..."
Hu Ma tried hard to recall the scene he saw. "She's beside a big tree..."
