Shadowing
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Feng Luo pinpointed the location of the Sniper by identifying the source of the gunshot. However, by the time he looked over to the suspected location, Sha Lang, who had been on the roof of the opposite building, had already left.
He had, after all, used a weapon; it would undoubtedly be troublesome if he was spotted by the guard soldier NPCs. Thus, it would be unwise for him to stick around.
"Huh?"
After seeing neither hide nor hair of Sha Lang, Feng Luo was about to turn away when he caught sight of several people out of the corner of his eye. Standing by the window of a room on the second floor of the building Sha Lang had been on were Young Master Lin and his followers. Their faces took on ghastly expressions as they watched what happened on the street through their window. Although the streetlights were fairly dim, with Feng Luo's sharp vision, he immediately singled out the binoculars clasped in Lin Aotian's hands.