"You said you are hunting a Demon Infant?"
In a corner of the canyon, Shane, holding Ai Yi, raised his eyebrows upon hearing the information revealed by Jiasinta.
"So, have you found it?"
Ai Yi narrowed her eyes as well, her expression quite stern.
Jiasinta stood in front of them, his gaze occasionally glancing at Ai Yi, who was held in Shane's arms. Seeing his young master's cold demeanor, a bitter smile deepened on his face.
Behind Jiasinta, Jesse and Lis were entirely devoid of the confrontational air they had the last time they met. All that was visible now was reverence, barely daring to breathe too much, looking so frail, helpless, and pitiful.
Yet it was these three who had grasped the crux of the incident at hand.
