Old Four rubbed his head and said, "Is there really an expert coming after us? But what could they be using to track us?"
Old Five glanced at his hair and said, "It must be your hair! You're always shedding, losing dozens of strands a day. It's definitely your hair that has fallen into the incense burner."
"Since it's an expert, let's get out of here quickly. There's no need to lose our lives over a job," Old Five immediately added.
"Scared of what? There are two of us, why should we be afraid of him? And this kid can use hair strands to track people; if we run back to the Sect and he finds us, revealing our Sect's location—whose responsibility will it be to bear such a big consequence?"
Old Four looked at Old Five with disdain and instructed, "Throw those two women out by the door and set up a Bewitching Soul Formation. If that kid dares to come in, we'll kill him on the spot."