Ning Xuan turned with a smile and took a closer look. There were only three of them: a young master accompanied by two old retainers. The young man who had spoken was still over three hundred yards away, yet with a few silent flashes, they were standing before him.
They didn't come with good intentions.
Ning Xuan searched his memory but didn't recall seeing them before.
However, he still responded with a smile, "I've just finished up here. I was about to find a new place to continue the slaughter."
The young man's eyes glinted strangely as he asked, "My name is Lou Yu, from Su Yue Zhuai. A close friend of mine entered the Pride Hunting Ground and hasn't returned. I heard that Brother Ning made quite a splash in there. Do you happen to know of her whereabouts?"
A look of complete surprise crossed Ning Xuan's face. "Yuan Yurong got killed?!"
A comment for which Yuan Yurong would have been eternally grateful.
