The masked man said angrily.
They could only watch from afar as Jiang Feng took Han Dong and disappeared from sight. Though their body techniques were impressive, they couldn't run all the way like a horse. Even if they caught up to Jiang Feng, their primordial power would be exhausted.
This needed careful planning.
"Hand over the cultivation techniques and that kid to me. The list and Han Dong, you can keep those for yourselves."
The Beast Master old man said gloomily.
He threw the arrow in his hand onto the ground.
"I want Han Dong."
The elderly man with silver hair seized the moment to speak.
"Fine, I just want the list."
The masked man nodded, though it was unclear if he really agreed or was just brushing them off.
But one thing was clear to the three of them—if they wanted to break through Jiang Feng's archery, they couldn't act alone anymore. They'd have to work together.
"Giddyup!"
Jiang Feng spurred his horse without pause.
