Moments later...
"He's here!" The Hai Guang Witch's eyes snapped open. Her red pupils rose, piercing through layer after layer of walls to gaze at a suburb several kilometers away.
At some point, a tall, imposing figure had abruptly appeared there.
A black Longsword hung from the figure's waist. His entire body seemed to be shrouded in an invisible, distorted aura, making it impossible to see his features clearly.
One could only make out that his proportions were perfect. With his head slightly bowed, he was walking slowly toward them.
The strange thing was, while his pace seemed unhurried, the distance he covered was astounding.
It was like a slide show. One second he was over a hundred meters away, and the next he had already crossed a vast distance.
In less than ten seconds, he was within a kilometer of the private club.
