Chapter 49: So She Was Trained!

Atreus Lyson's brows knit slightly. Antique Street was lively, but it was also a swamp of every kind of person. This sort of thing was hardly rare. He glanced at the woman's retreating figure, then at the men tailing her, unease tugging at him. They were strangers who had met by chance. It wasn't his business to meddle. Besides, his cultivation wasn't high. If he jumped in recklessly, he might end up inviting trouble. Then another thought surfaced. The little cauldron he wanted was still in...