Baili Xia smiled faintly, looking relaxed.
"This kind of road is nothing to me."
Fan Yi is too unfamiliar with her abilities; the current her is no longer the weak girl she once was.
After training, she can even hold her own against those men in black, let alone this small path.
Sure enough, Fan Yi watched Baili Xia quickly shuttle along the mountain path, his eyes widened suddenly.
Her level is much stronger than many of their brothers.
"Miss Xiaxia, how did you train your skills?"
"Because I have a powerful master."
"Your master? Wu Ming?"
Thinking of that terrifying man, now Fan Yi understands.
Wu Ming's skills might be even stronger than Guisu's.
The disciple taught by him naturally wouldn't be lacking.
"Miss Xiaxia, that's the crime scene over there, let's go take a look."
"Alright."
...
The crime scene was marked by Bei Qingyue's men.
At the place where Bei Zicheng was found, several pieces of white cloth were tied to the trees.
