Shi Mu moved his eyes since he felt something. Two cold awns emitted from his eyes. Then, his vision moved and fell on the body of the red-robed woman – Xu Ling who was standing in the extreme right under the black stone-tablet.
The red-robed woman sensed Shi Mu’s eyes on her. A furious and shocked look appeared on her face. She tightened her grip on the sword-hilt around her waist with a desire to step out.
She then took half-a-step forward. But then, Shi Mu’s vision moved towards Qiao Zhi’s body.
So, the red-robed woman kept her foot hanging in the air. She neither advanced nor withdrew it. Her complexion turned red and blue. But, she felt relaxed in her heart without knowing the reason.
Qiao Zhi took a tight breath as he saw that Shi Mu was looking at him. Fortunately, Shi Mu’s vision didn’t stay on him for too long, and shifted past him.
Shi Mu swept his vision – neither too quickly nor too slowly – from left to right.