This was the first time the Salted Fish Assault Team had encountered such a troublesome reconnaissance-type Martial Artist. Normally, Ling Hu's perception range was a full twenty kilometers. The closer someone got, the easier they were to detect, especially within the ten-kilometer danger zone.
It was completely unexpected that Lone Wolf had managed to evade Ling Hu's senses within this range.
Yu Fei searched carefully, and suddenly a petite girl caught his attention. Even while moving at high speed, she maintained the hand seals she was forming and was tightly guarded.
It wasn't just her; several similar Martial Artists were being guarded on all sides by a group of armored Martial Artists.
'You're the ones.'
While running, Yu Fei came to a sudden halt. His crosshairs settled steadily on Ling Hu's head. With the group moving so quickly, their protective formation wasn't as tight.
