After bidding farewell to the Tiger Demon, the two beasts did not dare to linger and decisively used their escape arts to flee.
Under the pitch-black night sky, two fellows wearing bamboo conical hats were running wildly. Wherever they passed, dust flew and whipped up gusts of swirling wind.
In the moonlight, beneath those conical hats were faces covered by black veils, looking extremely mysterious.
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