The Seven Deadly Sins, who were camping just slightly further away, had spotted Xiang Ning and the rest.

“Lord Vulture, they look like people from the fortress. I think they’re headed in the same direction as us.”

All of them were looking at the man wearing the vulture mask.

“People from the Federation? You should know what to do without me asking, right?” Lord Vulture was standing underneath a tree. From his vantage point, he could only see the top of Xiang Ning’s head, but his eyesight was sharp. The other members were somewhat afraid of him.

“We understand, Lord Vulture!”

Lord Vulture might look...