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Xing Jinglong and his group followed the Wind-Chasing Gray-Furred Marten as it darted ahead, rushing straight into the dense forest.
Squeak, squeak.
The Wind-Chasing Gray-Furred Marten squeaked excitedly and dashed forward without hesitation.
"Follow it! Uncle Zhao, Qiao Quan, keep a close watch. That kid's lightness technique is impressive, but don't let him slip away," said Xing Jinglong in a low voice.
With a wave of his hand, the men behind him advanced quickly, spreading out in a surrounding formation.
"Rest easy, Young Master Xing. He's just a little Bone Forging Realm brat. No matter how good his lightness technique is, he can't escape the two of us," said an elderly man with a long face, who looked to be around fifty years old.
His name was Zhao Wude[1], though he had never lived up to the virtue of martial morality his name implied. Relying on his superb lightness technique, he rarely fought head-on. Instead, he excelled in movement, hidden weapons, and the use of poiso...
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