Mr. Ling and his party were speeding toward the black tower on the back of Qiongqi, yet that stinging, pinprick gaze from behind lingered persistently. Abruptly, he whipped his head around, his sharp gaze sweeping across the chaotic crowd in the distance—there, a pair of eyes filled with lingering hatred seemed to be staring fixedly right at him.
"What is it, Young Master?" Huo Wu sensed Mr. Ling's unusual behavior, her golden flames flickering restlessly at her fingertips.
Mr. Ling knitted his brows tightly. "There is a vaguely familiar aura... and very intense killing intent." He shook his head. "Or perhaps I just imagined it."
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