Only a few scattered Beastmen were on the street. Kloer didn't look at the thin, small figure.
His gaze swept the surroundings.
'That's strange. I just looked down to send a message. How did the little Mixed Breed disappear?'
'Did he run back already?'
'No, that can't be right. It's still a ways from here to his place.'
Kloer sniffed the air. The little Mixed Breed's scent was still present.
Kloer stood in place and looked around before following the scent in the air.
"MMPH! MMPH! MMPH!!!"
Gu Ning kicked hard at the Beastman holding him from behind, his hands clawing and pounding at the hand covering his mouth.
"Stay still! Or I'll break your arms!" a coarse voice boomed from above Gu Ning's head.
The Beastman behind him covered his mouth with one large palm while his other arm wrapped around his waist, dragging him toward a dark alley.
