Shush—
The leaves rustled as black and white figures intertwined between the treetops, swiftly moving forward.
During the interrogation of the half-dragon just now, Xia Feng also learned the approximate location of the assassination team's hunting group.
Since the half-dragon knew nothing more, it would be necessary to seek out his colleagues and superiors to unearth some clues about the Origin Egg.
But before that,
"Hey, Miss Mu, you're not thinking of reneging on our deal, are you?"
The woman in the black dress stopped, turned back, and glanced at him indifferently, saying through a psychic message, "I can tell you about it, but you must keep it confidential."
"Don't worry about it, we're close, your secret is my secret. I, Xia Feng, swear I won't reveal a single thing!" Xia Feng swore, raising his fist.
Well, but my secrets are still my secrets.
