The old Taoist priest, who had been hurrying through the dense jungle, suddenly stopped. He glanced back and said to the young man with a scar on the corner of his mouth:
"Scarface Wu, I keep feeling like someone is following us. Do you have that feeling?"
The young man frowned, looked back as well, and after a long silence, said: "You're probably just overthinking it. Everyone who knew about this has been killed by us."
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