Moreover, right next to the Little Sapling, the soil on the wilderness was moving strangely.
"Stop, stop, something's off!" someone shouted.
But it was already too late.
Before the spring hunt convoy got within a 300-meter range, car after car started blowing their tires while speeding.
If it weren't for Zard using soil to bind the tires of these off-road vehicles, they might all have ended up overturned.
A clump of soil rose from the ground, firmly locking all the vehicles' hubs in place.
The Shadow looked at Qing Chen with a cheerful smile: "Didn't you accompany the Autumn Hunting Team for a while last time? Why not join this time? It's lively with more people. I'm still curious to see what kind of characters the Qing's Family and Li Family juniors are now."
