Going For The Wa Tribe's Hunting Expedition (1)

"Esteemed Seniors, we are members of the Huoyang Clan, located several miles away, a day or two's travel from here. However, we urgently need your assistance," the youth in purple robes said, his voice respectful as he cupped his hands into a fist, a gesture of deference.

The expressions of the four remained stoic, each one striving to maintain a composed demeanor as instructed by Xiao Ming.

Despite the precarious and suspicious circumstances surrounding them, they understood the necessity of playing along if they wished to survive.

The new modifications to their appearance could deceive others, but caution still weighed heavily on their minds—especially for Xiao Ming, whose watchfulness was as keen as that of a death knight, ever vigilant for threats lurking in the shadows.

However, the troubling reality lingered: they felt ensnared by an overwhelming fear, paralyzed by the strength of their enemies who could swat them aside like mere flies.