"A bunch of fools!"
In an underground cave unknown to anyone.
Upside-down conical stones were everywhere, with hooded figures crawling and kneeling on the ground.
"We barely managed to create a diversion, letting those useless members of the Snake Spirit Sect attract attention."
"And now, you tell me that traces might have been exposed?"
A figure standing in the center of the cave scolded coldly. The face under the hood was vaguely discernible as a woman's.
The black robe bore the design of a black raven spreading its wings, her tall nose and eyes emitted two red glows, her extraordinarily fair skin and facial features indicating she wasn't of the Red Country's race.
"Yes, Master Wanderer."
"Goma and the others might have only encountered an accident. I'm certain that no one knows our true location yet."
The hooded envoy on the ground trembled as he spoke, causing the hooded woman who spoke earlier to squint her eyes.
"So what?"
