The group, just about to rest, reluctantly stood up again upon hearing Ling Feng's words.
Maxi said unhappily, "Can the intuition of a little girl really be taken seriously? Isn't this ridiculous? We barely got a chance to rest, and now..."
"Shut up!" Mark gave Maxi a cold glare: "Mr. Ling Feng must have his reasons for his decision, and there are so many uncertainties and dangers here, it's only right for us to be cautious!"
Hearing Mark's words, the displeasure in Ling Feng's eyes lessened. Compared to the people from the Glory Mercenary Group, Ling Feng trusted Tama more.
However, just as the group was preparing to leave, the sky gradually darkened. A massive black area appeared in the once azure night sky, right above Ling Feng and the others.
Whoosh, whoosh! Cold, mournful winds blew past, bringing with them increasingly strong cries and sounds of battle.
Everyone's faces now bore a grave expression.
