"Gone?"
Staring at the smoothly severed leg, Hu Ma narrowed his eyes.
He had to admit, doctors did make a living with their knives, and this skill with the blade...
If it were another sect, being so close even with a concealment technique, they couldn't have escaped. The Shousui man's recklessness was no joke. Sometimes, just relying on this Divine Soul sense, they could pinpoint the direction of those fleeing. Chasing them in one breath, they could catch one with precision. Shousui men could run, and being able to run often meant being able to chase.
But now, as this wild doctor escaped, he seemed to have used some technique that filled the surroundings with vitality, even causing the Shousui man's intuition to lose track of his whereabouts. This was indeed the prowess of the Siming Path.
