Poor Little Girl

"Please stop where you are."

Han Sen was holding Bao'er while flying through the blizzard when he heard a woman's voice call out to him. He stopped and looked.

Ever since he had gone to the ice fields via Galaxy Teleportation, he had been on the hunt for land pulses. Unfortunately, he was not very good at looking for pulses. Up until now, he had yet to find anything. He regretted not bringing Mister Yang or Bald Guy along. That would have been great.

The people coming toward him were a man and a woman. They were both riding atop a Kirin. Han Sen had noticed their presence a long time ago. He just did not know why they wanted him to stop.

"What is your name, Mister? We are Xuan Mi Zong's students, Tian Jing and Zhen Xia." A man and a woman dismounted the jade Kirin. The woman performed a strange hand gesture at Han Sen while she spoke.