Ma Qiu's eyes narrowed, then realizing something, he suddenly turned his head to look at the small hill behind him. At the top of the hill, he saw two figures in Black Robes, clearly the wizards who had acted.
After killing over ten sturdy men with a Spell, the two Wizards flew down like two large birds, landing just a few meters away. One of them looked at Ma Qiu with an expressionless face and said, "Raven."
"Blue..." Ma Qiu gasped for breath and responded, "Blue Jay."
This was a code, a way to verify identity.
"Correct answer." The Wizard who asked the question softened considerably upon hearing Ma Qiu's reply, and he approached, asking, "You're number nine from Shalin City, right? What happened? According to the agreement, weren't you supposed to leave the city and meet us three days ago? Why are you late? And what about the others who entered the city? Why have they all lost contact?"
