The man, dressed in a purple-and-white uniform with two frost flowers embroidered on the collar, scanned his surroundings suspiciously for a moment.
He then began to communicate via his soul with a massive, translucent gecko that was crawling in a strange, prostrate posture in the empty space above his head.
The more they conversed, the more puzzled his expression became.
One of the four Deceit Beast Masters in the Hidden Moon Division's standard-issue uniforms spoke up.
"Old Duan, out of the six of us, you're the best at searching."
"You've been searching nonstop for two days without any rest. Could it be that you're just exhausted and your senses are off?"
Hearing this, the other man, a Mythical Tier Guardian Beast Master from the Ghost Suppression Bureau's Frost Ash Division, shot the bald speaker a look.
