Just as Wang Zhan and his partner were about to continue forward, Wang Zhan suddenly stopped and, almost instinctively, turned to glance behind them.
Noticing the change in Wang Zhan's gaze, the Sword Spirit beside him asked with a puzzled expression, "Is something wrong?"
Wang Zhan shook his head, furrowing his brow as he spoke, "I feel like someone has been following us all along. I've been turning back to check constantly, but I've never seen a single shadow. Could all this just be my imagination?"
"But I trust my instincts, and I can sense that the person seems to be intentionally keeping a great distance from us, probably afraid I'll notice. Judging by that, this person is much more meticulous than we imagined."
"Who do you think it could be, suddenly approaching us at this time?"
