Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing did not take action, looking slightly surprised at the flytraps.
They had already been to Ancient Kunlun Mountain once, and last time, they didn't see so many flytraps.
Why are they all here this time?
However, with Zhong Beihai's bodyguards here, there was nothing to worry about.
With so many strong protectors around, the Bai Family silently stood behind them.
Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai didn't step forward again, but their expressions remained tense.
They stayed vigilant against any sudden attacks from the mutated plants around them.
This is Ancient Kunlun Mountain, full of mutated plants, not just flytraps but others too.
A middle-aged man holding a dagger slowly walked toward the fly-catching leaves, and they lunged at him without hesitation.
Just as the black mucus was about to reach the middle-aged man, he moved swiftly.
His body was as fast as the wind, turning into a blur.
