"What the hell do you know? Do you even understand the situation we're in right now?"
Saliva flew from Wen Yu's mouth as he raged.
"You're such an idiot! I really don't understand how you've survived this long!
"Can't you see what we're dealing with? They're all damn Third-level Demon Fiends!
"Third-level! Every single one of them is Third-level! Just like this one!"
Wen Yu pointed at the professionist's corpse on the ground.
"He couldn't even take one hit! He couldn't even buy us time! Besides wasting our food and water, he'd waste our healing potions, and even worse, he'd waste your energy—the precious energy of a powerful combatant like yourself! What use was he alive?
"How many days have we been traveling? Tell me, how many days?"
William's face turned ashen. He gritted his teeth and spat out, "One day!"
"And how many days do we *need* to travel? Ten days! That's ten whole days!
