"Where do you think you're running to under my watch, Gui Yunchun's watch?"
The woman who claimed to be Gui Yunchun instantaneously tossed the sickle in her hand into the air and then brought her hands together in prayer, silently reciting a spell.
"Buzz—"
Just as Yan Moshan was about to rush into the stone wall, for some unknown reason, it was as if he was immobilized within a certain space and couldn't take another step forward.
"Damn it—this woman is tricky!"
Yan Moshan cursed inwardly; then suddenly, he and the space around his body directly appeared in front of Gui Yunchun.
"Hmph—what kind of ability could a little fellow from the human world possibly have? To think you could escape from me is simply laughable," Gui Yunchun said with a cold laugh.
At this moment, another young man with horns atop his head said with a smile:
"Yunchun, why bother with this? Shouldn't we hurry to catch up with the little prince instead?"