Chapter 190.3 - Seeing the King of Assassins Again

Chapter 190.3: Seeing the King of Assassins Again

Qing Bei gave a shrug. “I am a new disciple who has joined for barely less than a year and I do not even know how big the Faint Mist Sect is in its entirety, much less ever set foot into these forbidden grounds.”

Noticing the temperature of the man’s eyes dropping a little, Qing Bei regained his smile and said: “But, although I have not come into these forbidden grounds before, I still possess the ability to walk out from this place safe and sound.”

The man nodded and said: “I was not wrong about you. But what we seek is not to get out of this place safely. There is something in here that we need to bring out from here.”

Qing Bei then went on to say: “Might I be a little nosy and just ask out of curiosity, what is it that all of you are seeking to take?”

The man laughed softly and his gaze turned to sweep over the boglands that was covered with Sting Butterfly of Deceased Souls corpses. “We’ll chat as we walk. Someone has already managed to snatch the lead on us and these Sting Butterflies of Deceased Souls corpses will disintegrate in another half hour at most. We will not be able to cross it even if we want to when that happens.”

Upon saying that, the man tapped the point of his toes lightly and his tall figure took the lead to cross the boglands, while the others began to follow suit.

[Just what could these men be searching for? What is hidden here within the Faint Mist Sect’s forbidden grounds, that had drawn these extraordinarily skilled experts here?]

Qing Bei’s eyes flashed slightly as he formed his own thoughts about the situation in his mind. If these people were to do anything against the Faint Mist Sect, he would definitely have to stop them.

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On the other side, Qing Yu followed Meatball and had walked for a good while. She did not know where they were but the little one suddenly stopped in its tracks and did not continue to walk.

Qing Yu arched an eyebrow and asked: “What? Little Bei in here?”

The little beast on the ground shook its head and lifted its large eyes up to look at her. “Mother, we’ve walked for so long. Meatball is a little hungry.”

“You still have not found the target with your mission not yet completed and you are already thinking about food?” Qing Yu said, her eyes seemingly mocking as she looked at the little beast.

Meatball stretched a tiny paw out and scraped it against the ground lightly, its short stubby tail wagging left and right adorably as it tried to negotiate further: “Mother, after eating my fill, I will then have the energy to work!”

Qing Yu was really helpless against this little glutton, dropping the ball at such a critical juncture. She bit her lip to give it a thought before giving up. [Who asked the little fella to be so adorable? Really just can’t do anything about it.]

“Alright. Then make it quick. Go catch whatever you want to eat.”

Although the little beast was an easy pet to keep, it was really picky about its food. It disliked anything that wasn’t meat, but it was an absolutely excellent hunter. Don’t just see it as a tiny cuddly ball, it was able to hunt down a spirit beast that was a hundred times bigger than it was effortlessly.

As expected, it was just a short while later that the little ball of coal came back dragging a large floppy eared hare.