Chapter 672: The Strong Do Not Speak, the Truth Is

Luo En immediately told the girl his suspicion, and after thinking for a moment, she nodded and said.

"Your guess makes sense. Let's immediately send those curses to investigate."

After everyone had left, Taiyilang stared at Luo En.

Luo En felt uneasy under Taiyilang's gaze and said.

"Don't look at me like that."

Taiyilang sighed helplessly.

"I'm sorry—I was too hasty before, wrongly accused you, and nearly caused a great disaster."

Luo En shook his head with a smile and patted Taiyilang on the shoulder.

"It's fine. No matter what happens, I'll stand by you, so please always believe in me."

Taiyilang nodded. He knew he had been trapped in resentment, and at that time he had despised the curses utterly. From the start, he had lived by hunting curses, and they had suffered greatly at the curses' hands. Only now had he slowly awakened, gaining great strength—but when he saw those corpses and the curse energy upon them, he lost his reason.

"I think we'll find the real killer soon."

Luo En said with confidence.

But things were not as easy as he imagined. After a long time, the curses received no news—they found no such person.

During this time, though no one died, Luo En always felt the opponent was lingering like a ghost, frequently revealing that energy before them.

Yet Luo En could never detect the opponent's trail—the man had concealed his traces extremely well, leaving Luo En unable to sleep, always feeling the opponent was right beside him, watching him.

Everything he did was under the opponent's eyes, making Luo En deeply anxious.

When he found the girl, he discovered she felt the same.

"I never imagined this guy could be so terrifying—he's like a ghost that won't leave. I've sensed his energy right in front of me several times, thought he was beside me, but no matter what I tried, I couldn't find him. How is he doing this?"

Luo En said.

"I feel the same. If that's true, then the opponent hasn't left here—he's watching our actions and hasn't struck yet, which means he's extremely confident in himself."

The girl said helplessly.

"I've sent many curses to investigate, but still no news. There's no such person in this world—could our guess be wrong?"

Luo En frowned. He believed his earlier suspicion was correct. As for why they couldn't find this man, perhaps the opponent was skilled at concealment and had long hidden his aura, making it impossible for anyone else to detect him.

As they spoke, suddenly they heard an odd sound outside the door. Luo En and the girl immediately went on alert and rushed out.

But outside, there was nothing—yet on the wooden doorframe, Luo En saw a line of small characters.

"Don't think you've seen me. In truth, I've seen you long ago."

That line of characters sent chills down Luo En's spine. The opponent was indeed hiding here, yet they had detected nothing. His concealment technique had reached perfection.

Luo En felt the opponent was terrifyingly formidable. He looked at the girl.

"This guy is so skilled at hiding—what do we do? Do we just let him spy on us?"

The girl sensed the energy in those characters—it was strange energy, utterly different from what they had felt before. The opponent could disguise this energy and release it to confuse and mislead.

The girl said.