Four or five tall, saber-wielding black-clad figures, despite the long journey, advanced with unbroken discipline. The leading one had bright eyes, a wound on his forehead, and carried a sack on his back, from which the occasional cries of children could be heard.
Arriving by the stream, they continuously looked back.
"Captain, the wolf and the woman are hot on our heels."
"Damn, they've been tailing us for over a dozen miles. We need to dispose of this child quickly. Let's take the water route. There's a dense forest ahead; we'll shake her off by going upstream."
The group waded through the water towards the head of the stream.
A glint of clarity flashed through Feng Bailing's eyes as she was about to
Another scene appeared before her.
When this scene appeared, the moon still shone in the sky, indicating it was from an earlier time, not tonight.
A slender black-clad woman accompanied by several soldiers came into view.
