Cadlyan walked alone on the pitch-black streets.
As she walked, she cursed in her mind, "That lunatic! Freak! Who does he think he is? He even wants to hunt the members of the Chasing Cup Sect."
Sadly, she had no choice.
Being driven out, she had become bait.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but tonight's moon was significantly brighter than before.
Cadlyan could only walk silently while praying for Da Mo's protection.
"Woof woof!"
Just then, she heard a dog bark.
From the end of the street, several men in black, holding large dogs, suddenly turned the corner.
Under the dim, coal gas street lamps, those hunting dogs roared excitedly, constantly drooling, their heads splitting apart to reveal dense, sharp, white teeth.
These were the sinister beasts bred by the Chasing Cup Sect, possessing a more sensitive sense of smell than their counterparts, and thus most suitable for tracking people.
