Ye Fan and Mengyao held hands, their bodies pressed together, silent and unmoving as they hid.
Mengyao had no objections to Ye Fan's arrangements, following them to the letter. The situation was critical now, and she didn't want to become a burden to Ye Fan. However, she knew her presence was indeed a burden to him, a thought that lingered persistently in her mind, causing her much self-reproach.
How could Ye Fan not understand Mengyao's thoughts? He could only offer comfort.
Before long, Beauty Snake and her group appeared within their line of sight. Beauty Snake's group was tracking based on clues, so they were faster than the other nine teams. However, the other teams were pursuing along different routes and kept in touch through earpieces, advancing in almost parallel lines, chasing their prey in the vast Primitive Forest.
In the outer region of the Primitive Forest, local residents had cleared a small path while cutting down trees.
