Lords...
"This should be the place....right?" Hao Xuan muttered peeking through the thick canopy.
He was a little more than 60 kilometers away from the town right now, hidden among tree branches in the southern part of the forest.
In front of him were the remains of an old abandoned village. The buildings were mostly destroyed and what was left standing was covered in moss. The sun had set just over an hour ago and the cold had started to creep in.
Even Hao Xuan couldn't help but rub his hands to keep them from getting cold. It felt like the cold was seeking him out like a sentient being.
Time passed by rather slowly when there was nothing else for him to do. Another half an hour had passed but there was still no sign of the hunters nor the so-called beast that was supposed to be guarding the word of power.
So instead of wasting time, Hao Xuan took out the little black book and started "deciphering" it.