Two people were quickly selected from the other side, while the rest hid themselves.
One was tall and the other was short; the tall one turned on the flashlight and the short one held a loudspeaker, "Friends, we mean no harm."
"Do you really believe what you just said?" Qu Jianlei replied irritably, "Point the flashlight at your feet, not at me!"
The two obediently followed his command, and soon they walked up to him.
The tall one was a Modified Warrior, and the short one was a C-level Warrior.
He sensed briefly and then asked in astonishment, "Are you a B-level Warrior?"
"At least stronger than you," Qu Jianlei lazily sat by the fire, raising a hand to point at the roast on the rack, "Have some."
"Grilling, huh," the tall one couldn't help but mutter, "That's too extravagant."
But despite grumbling, they were not polite at all, grabbing skewers and eating heartily.
After a few bites, the short one asked in astonishment, "Where did you get this meat; it actually has Energy?"
