Li Chen and Ximen Qingxue had just ventured a hundred miles into Dragon Plateau when they suddenly felt a peculiar and eerie wind brushing their faces.
Ximen Qingxue shivered instinctively and looked around cautiously.
She then hurriedly caught up to Li Chen, a hint of seriousness on her face, and whispered, "I have a feeling... someone is watching us."
"Squeak, squeak!"
The Lightning Weasel on Ximen Qingxue's shoulder seemed to sense something as well, letting out a series of squeaks to echo its owner's feelings.
Li Chen paused briefly, then nonchalantly replied, "It's just a few petty villains. We don't need to pay them any mind; let's continue on our way. It's best for them if they know what's good for them, saving us the trouble."
"If they don't know what's good for them and dare to step forward to block our way, then I don't mind sending them to hell to atone for their sins!"
