After getting Brian's approval, the two of them exited the house.
The cold moonlight fell on them, first serving as a harsh reminder of what awaited them!
"My god, how can it be this cold?" Brian instantly scrunched up his face, his teeth chattering slightly.
Only after a moment did he start to adapt, slowly regaining his composure.
Even as a Black Iron-level mid-tier Hunter, the moonlight made him feel this uncomfortable. Although he could endure it better than an ordinary person, staying in the moonlight for too long would eventually wear him down!
"I thought this competition wouldn't last until nightfall. If I had known, I should've brought a Night cloak!" Brian muttered, realizing that so many unexpected things had happened.
At this point, after killing Ed, he had already given up hope on the high-level spiritual treasure and the B-level ghost spirit.
All he cared about now was escaping and surviving, making it back alive.