The hidden base lies concealed within the forest.
Extremely covert.
Scurrying about, constantly on alert even in the Xuan Clan's territory, is truly humiliating.
It's honestly oppressive and frustrating.
They've been cornered by the Heavenly Clan and thus can only hide within the woods, temporarily evading attention.
Half of their forces have been lost, and even Commander Feng Qingshui's whereabouts are unknown.
Their spirit was thus completely drained.
One by one, they sat on the ground, looking dejected and crestfallen.
When Lin Fan stepped into the camp, he immediately sensed the atmosphere of despair, indeed quite disheartening.
Nevertheless.
He came precisely to extricate these people from such dire straits.
He naturally wouldn't be swayed by their emotions.
Mo Kun sat in the main tent, staring intently at the map before him with a grave expression, his brows furrowed in worry.
Suddenly.
A soldier barged into the tent.
"General, Lin Fan requests an audience."
