Shu Han, perched atop a treetop, watched three men clad in white feathered robes swiftly traversing the bushes. Their auras seemed weak, the strongest no more than the tenth level of Qi Refining.
Judging by their appearance, they appeared to be searching for something within the bushes.
Shu Han listened intently, overhearing their hushed conversation.
"Damn it, all the pills the sect distributed these past few days were stolen by that little thief! I finally got the job guarding the Heavenly Spirit Mine, and now all the pay is gone!"
"When I catch that little thief, I'll skin her alive!"
"Old Fei, did you sense where that little thief went?"
One of them replied, "I couldn't sense her. She probably didn't use any magic power, otherwise my spiritual sense would have detected her long a
