After pursuing through the air for a while, Loren landed in the forest again, bending down to pick up a dry branch.

Since the other party had discovered Loren’s pursuit, that Mr. Marcus Rhine might have changed his direction of escape.

This also meant Loren had to descend from high altitude every so often to re-establish the direction.

“The direction where that Mr. Marcus Rhine is located,” Loren murmured silently.

The dry branch was tossed up, spinning several times in the forest’s mid-air before landing on the damp ground.

The smaller end of the branch once again pointed toward a new direction.

“Indeed, quite cautious…”

Loren shot back up into the sky, flying toward the new direction indicated by the branch.

From then on, every time Loren pursued through the air for a while, he had to land in the forest to re-establish the direction.

It was worth mentioning that Mr. Marcus Rhine possessed remarkably excellent counter-surveillance skills.

Over the course of the afternoon, the other party had changed his escape direction no less than ten times within the forest, forcing Loren to constantly adjust his own pursuit direction as well.

This was to avoid getting farther and farther away from the target due to an incorrect pursuit heading.

As evening approached, Loren, having once again used the branch to re-establish the direction, shot back up into the sky…

His face bore a visible excitement, with no sense of tedium whatsoever.

This was the most challenging “prey” he had encountered so far.

The sky was about to darken.

Spending the night alone in a forest at night was not a pleasant experience.

He silently increased his speed.

As the magnitude of each directional change indicated by the branch grew smaller, Loren knew he was getting closer and closer to his prey.

After continuing the pursuit for a while longer.

Within Loren’s spiritual sense perception, a figure traveling through the woods appeared.

Even while carrying a huge backpack, the other party moved through the forest with practiced and nimble skill.

“Found you, Mr. Marcus Rhine!”

Upon spotting the other’s figure, Loren silently landed in the forest.

By now, the sky had darkened considerably.

The afterglow of the setting sun could still be seen above the forest canopy.

But inside the forest, due to the obstruction of various dense branches, it had already grown somewhat dim.

Loren, having landed in the forest, retracted the Black Wings behind him, silently spread out his spiritual sense, and stealthily followed the figure traveling ahead through the forest.

Even though it was pitch black within the forest, the other party was still moving along with nimble skill.

This abnormal behavior indicated that the other also possessed good night vision.

The reason Loren did this was simply because he wanted to see how that Mr. Marcus Rhine had discovered he was being pursued.

He was quite interested in this counter-surveillance method.

After all, he wasn’t pursuing using other methods, but by using Fortune to conduct the chase.

In Loren’s previous pursuits, no one had ever been able to detect his method.

But this Mr. Marcus Rhine clearly sensed Loren’s pursuit, and the implications of that were not ordinary…

After Loren secretly followed that figure for a while, the figure in the forest suddenly quickened its pace, moving faster and faster!

Until it began running forward through the complex forest!

Loren was taken aback. “Interesting, it seems he’s spotted me.”

Loren no longer concealed himself either, directly spreading his wings. His figure vanished from the damp, dark forest. Having reached the air above the forest, Loren locked onto the other’s figure with his spiritual sense.

His wings flapped gently as he slowly flew toward the figure sprinting wildly through the forest below.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

In the forest where almost no light could be seen, a figure carrying a huge backpack leaped over obstructing vines, pushed aside small plants growing ahead, startled various animals living in the forest, and sprinted wildly through the environmentally complex woods.

And in the sky above the forest, a tall figure with Black Wings growing from its back followed from a distance, unhurried and leisurely, as if toying with its prey.

“Run?! Let’s see how much you can run?! Run to your heart’s content! Come on! Let me see just how many tricks you have up your sleeve!! Heh heh heh heh heh…”

Loren unconsciously let out a terrifying laugh.

At that moment, the Raven’s calm voice emerged, timely interrupting Loren’s frightening laughter.

“Master, allow me to remind you, he is Ayla Morningstar’s father.”

“That adorable little girl does not wish to see her father’s corpse.”

“What she wants is a complete, unharmed, living person.”

Hearing this, the expression on Loren’s face froze. He then put away his somewhat terrifying smile and said somewhat awkwardly:

“Huh?! Just playing around a bit, it doesn’t affect anything…”

The Raven rolled its eyes in Loren’s mind before reminding him again with some helplessness:

“Judging by the fleeing pace of that Mr. Marcus Rhine, his heart is currently under immense psychological pressure.”

“From his perspective, we might be from the Security Bureau or some other terrifying force coming to persecute him.”

Loren fell silent for a moment.

Alright, the Raven seemed to have a point…

“Then, the hunting game ends here.”

After saying this with a lingering sense of regret, Loren’s Black Wings behind him gave a powerful flap, and his figure instantly vanished from the night sky.

In the next instant, Loren’s tall figure appeared in front of the figure running through the forest.

Accompanying Loren’s appearance was the violent gale stirred up by his wings.

Due to the violent nature of the landing, the dense branches covering the forest were blown aside by the gale.

Countless emerald green leaves drifted into the night sky before slowly fluttering down.

Simultaneously, those dense branches blown by the gale also happened to part just enough to reveal the stars in the night sky and the bright, clear moonlight.

The pure white moonlight also shone onto the damp, dark ground.

Illuminating both Loren and the figure that had abruptly stopped.

“Stop, Mr. Marcus Rhine. I am not an enemy. I was commissioned by your daughter to find you.”

Under the moonlight, both parties could see each other’s appearance clearly.

“How can you prove that?” Marcus Rhine, after a moment of silence, asked while staring intently at Loren.

Loren tilted his head and thought for a moment. “The little one told me the surname she inherited has a special meaning.”

After hearing Loren’s explanation, Marcus Rhine still did not lower his guard. Continuing to stare intently at Loren, he asked his second question.

“How can I be sure this secret wasn’t information you obtained by capturing and interrogating my daughter?”

Loren felt a headache coming on. He hated people like this who didn’t trust anyone.

Because he himself was that kind of person, though Loren had the Fortune coin to determine the truth.

But this Mr. Marcus Rhine did not. He had simply become fearful and alarmed because he was carrying too great a secret or burden.

“Forget it, I’m really not suited for this kind of negotiation with people. This might hurt a bit, try to bear with it.”

“You’d better go talk to the little one yourself. After all, her ability is healing.”

“A little gift for you. Hope you like it.”

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