Mu Fan's body was straight, his heartbeat at this moment suppressed to its slowest.
Under the effects of Ghost Energy, his breathing was as natural as a summer night's breeze, even the bloody scent on his body had disappeared.
Mu Fan walked like this in the small woods behind the medical facility, his eyes watching everyone nearby.
One step, two steps, a surveillance personnel turned his head to the other side.
Mu Fan's right hand rested on the side fence, his body defied the laws of physics with a sidelong flip, disappearing in a flash.
At that moment, another gaze was cast, but it noticed nothing out of the ordinary.
In their perception, everything remained as calm as ever, with no people and no strange movements.
Mu Fan stayed close to the fence, walking in the shadows of the branches and leaves.
Silently, he memorized the pattern of everyone's gaze.
A cunning Hunter must have absolute patience to familiarize himself with every movement of his prey.
