If it weren't for this old woman being the one most able to speak on behalf of the master, with people like her, he could kill dozens with one hand!
After taking a deep breath, he turned around and went deeper into the woods to look for something to eat.
...
In the woods outside of Camp Zhan Yun, a group of Black Clothes continued nibbling on their dry biscuits, their faces showing expressions of discontent.
"Why hasn't the leader come back yet even at this time, it's almost dark." Someone looked up at the sky, it's almost dark, could it be that the leader will only come back tomorrow?
They really are big grievances, gnawing on dry biscuits here, waiting for the leader to return.
Even if they wait for the leader, they won't be able to have a hot meal. They might have to carry out a mission, and missions at Camp Zhan Yun can easily fail if they're not careful.
By then, their lives might not be guaranteed.
"Let's just wait."
