The excitement and madness amidst the sharp whistling had long dissipated, leaving only bone-chilling agony and pain.
Shivering in the rain, listening to the sounds coming from deep within the cave ahead, Dong Shu couldn't help but shudder and instinctively turned to the middle-aged man beside him with fear:
"Brother Aspen, maybe... we should just run!"
"This is too terrifying!"
In response, Aspen, who had previously stopped the young boy with a look, remained much calmer.
Sitting on the ground, focused on tending to his leg wound, he glanced at the other with slight annoyance.
"You were so fearless just now, and now you know to be afraid?"
"Daring to step forward at that moment, you're lucky it wasn't you who was mistaken for a goblin and chopped down. Otherwise, no one would have a word to say."
