Mu Jiaoman and his party chased after them, red-faced with embarrassment, for over a dozen breaths, cursing loudly until they finally stopped and retreated, grumbling all the way back.
Li Tongya even had the leisure to turn his head and watch as Mu Jiaoman and his group left. The corner of his mouth slightly curved up. His mana had only circulated for a single cycle and the minor discomfort brought on by the sorcery disappeared. After pondering with his head clouded like fog, he could only conclude that the Shanyue leader's lack of skill was an embarrassment.
After regulating his breathing to recover his mana, Li Tongya returned to gliding close to the ground, the River Essence Qi he had consumed in his Sea of Qi Acupoint roiling continuously, making him feel light as a feather, feet barely touching the ground.
"Let's head back first to see if we can find any trace of the two children. If not, we might have to infiltrate their camp to look," he murmured.
