At the door, observing for ten minutes, Dragon Dance finally returned.
As she walked away, a shadow slowly appeared behind her.
Then, a second one emerged.
"Brother, please punish me." The short man knelt on the ground, wanting to kowtow.
"You intend to kowtow, make noise, and then let her discover us?" The tall man snorted, bending down and holding his chin: "Useless, following the master for so many years, yet unable to manage even this simple skill."
"Brother, you and Brother Ridge both come from hunters, I can't do it, I'm just an assassin. You want me to kill, I can do it, but you want me to follow, it discomforts me." The short man said with a conflicted face: "What a perfect opportunity just now, if I acted, she would certainly be dead!"
"Why rush? The master's intention is not to have a corpse." The tall man chuckled softly, stretching lazily: "Tracking her is our task."
