Chi Chi was running very fast, but hearing the dense, raindrop-like footsteps behind it, its heart thumped like a little drum, up and down, utterly terrified.
But after it had run a few li, Chi Chi's ears twitched.
Something was wrong—why did the footsteps behind it seem to be fewer?
Fewer and fewer… what was going on?
Could it be that big brother sent someone to fetch it?
Chi Chi slammed to a sudden stop, suspiciously looking back.
Behind it, there was no trace of the Jade-faced Jackals, but there were also no silhouettes of any Beiyu Palace demon soldiers.
Its face scrunched up miserably.
"So stupid. How could big brother possibly come pick you up? You clearly snuck out on your own, against orders."
Its nose wrinkled; it seemed as if a faintly unusual scent had appeared on the wind.
It was the sweet, metallic smell of blood. In the Central Plains, countless demon beasts and Demon Hunters were killed every day; the scent of blood was the most ordinary thing in the world.
