"We're lost again?"
Yan Zhu said irritably, "A bunch of constables who rarely enter the mountains, and with several large carts in tow, are running you in circles. What are you good for?!"
He lifted his foot and kicked the Feiyun Thief leading the way, sending him staggering.
The pathfinding Feiyun Thief felt wronged.
"The path the Hu Family told us about was wrong. Those constables changed their route at the last minute."
He explained, "And there must be an expert among them. They deliberately covered their tracks and used tricks to throw us off."
"I don't want to hear excuses!"
Yan Zhu said coldly, "I'll ask you just one thing: can you still catch them or not?"
Yan Zhu narrowed his eyes, his right index finger rubbing the ring on his thumb.
A chill went down the pathfinding Feiyun Thief's spine.
He knew that whenever the boss made this gesture, it meant he wanted to kill someone.
'Who would he kill?'
'They haven't caught up to the constables yet.'
