"Huh?"
Yang Mu suddenly also saw a severed finger, still wearing a storage ring on it. He glanced around perplexedly, scanned the contents of the Storage Ring, and immediately revealed a look of surprise, quickly slipping it onto his own hand.
"Could it be that there was a struggle here before? Look, there are traces of a fight over there."
"Probably, this severed finger has obviously been sliced off and dropped here."
"Hmph, such an easy windfall."
Upon seeing this, Lin Feng immediately withdrew his figure. Just now, he had chopped off one of Bai Yan's fingers, making the bait even more realistic, and indeed, the Green Wolf Camp had no excessive suspicions.
"Green Wolf Camp, you better carry this black pot well."
Lin Feng took a wide detour and then arrived at the exit, where many people had already gathered. He glanced at the distant Green Wolf Camp and his lips curved up slightly. Standing on the edge, it wasn't long before Yang Min and the others also emerged.
"Lin Feng?"
