Although he had a very familiar relationship with Captain Heller.
But at this moment, it's not appropriate to be too casual.
Retracting his gaze, Mok looked at the dark mountain forest road ahead.
Dusk hadn't fallen, yet this mountain forest had already plunged into darkness.
The distressing and mournful cries of birds and beasts.
The mountain wind stirred the treetops, rustling.
A gust of wind carrying the chill of the forest swept by, blowing across Mok's neck.
Mok couldn't help but shrink his neck, an inexplicable tension surfacing.
Mok instructed the soldiers.
"Enter the forest, survey the terrain, search for enemy traces!"
"Report any anomalies immediately to me!"
The soldiers looked at each other.
Mok's words clearly indicated that he planned to wait at the forest entrance!
Seeing no one responded, Mok was somewhat displeased and said.
"Is there a problem?"
Only then did the soldiers reluctantly respond.
"No problem..."
