The flesh and blood drifted with the rain to lower ground, quickly washing away until it was no longer visible.
Huang Dao leaned against the tree hole's inner wall, closing his eyes for a brief rest.
"Too many..." Na Yun remained vigilant, still keeping an eye on the external situation.
The dangers and ambushes encountered along the way were indeed too many; a team of over a dozen was now reduced to just two, leaving no reason to relax. Besides, they weren't far from the target location now. Those who walk a hundred miles are half a mile; the closer to the target, the more careful they must be.