The voice was filled with deep-seated hatred.
Along with his words, a light laughter emanated from within the caravan.
Then, the curtain of the carriage lifted, and a cloud of black mist spread out, revealing a woman as cold as ice with pure black lips.
Suddenly, the woman looked up at Xing Yuhe who was standing atop the city walls, her face showing a trace of a cold smile.
"Xing Yuhe, long time no see!"
Xing Yuhe's expression was as calm as still water, staring intently at Baili Shaoguang, then spoke in a chilling tone, "You really are like persistent maggots, even managing to find this place!"
Baili Shaoguang chuckled lightly, "Xing Yuhe, if it weren't for your deep cultivation level suppressing the toxins within you, did you really think we wouldn't be able to find you?"
Upon hearing this, Xing Yuhe was taken aback, then he realized, "So it was the poison in me that gave away my traces?"
Baili Shaoguang nodded, "Exactly!"
