Nine days later, Cloud Sea Cliff.
In the middle of the night, outside the small courtyard of Cloud Sea Residence, a landing mirror quietly opened.
"Tap, tap..."
The hooves of the majestic Black Fire Colt stepped on flames, pacing slowly outwards.
Lu Ran's expression was unpleasant, and as he dismounted, his figure even wobbled slightly.
"Go back and rest." Lu Ran held his forehead with one hand, in a weary manner, as he walked toward the house.
The two generals from Luo Yan knew the Sect Master's condition and did not disturb him. They handed over over two hundred exquisite fox pelts to the Shadow Guard Team and dispatched Wu Huan to lead the Black Fire Colt to the stables before leaving.
For nine whole days, just how many Ghost Moon Fox Clan members have the squad hunted?
Yet the squad was very selective, only bringing back the most intact fox pelts.
One must admit, the Ghost Moon Fox Clan is truly hard to find, and even harder to chase once found.
