Lin Wanwan just traveled through time, her feet not yet on the land from a thousand years ago, when she heard a whistling sound in her ears.
She instinctively dodged, only to see a blow dart nailed not far from her side. It was a simple bamboo version, unreflective of metal, yet equally chilling because its tip was clearly smeared with poison.
The space-time gate slowly dissipated, the battle stopped, and the scene became still.
Lin Wanwan, who had appeared out of thin air, was carrying a backpack, staring face to face with the natives opposite her.
Such a shocking entrance was probably only heard of in old legends by those involved, never seen.
A moment later, Lin Wanwan, with a strong heart, took the lead in breaking the stalemate and stepped forward.
All ancient people present took a step back simultaneously.
