Tang San had already gathered the necessary information. Within Kerry Academy's team, aside from Long Yuan, who was concealing his strength, the strongest was the Golden Lion Dog of the Golden bloodline, an Eighth Order powerhouse.
Demon beasts could at most reach the Ninth Order.
Even against a Ninth Order Beast King, they should have no trouble retreating unscathed.
That was precisely why Long Yuan's group had no teacher accompanying them.
If it was not a threat from demon beasts, then it could only be a man-made disaster—or rather, a demon-made one.
There had been no movement during the day. If Beauty Young Master was going to encounter trouble, it would most likely be tonight.
Tang San began to grow anxious.
He clenched his fists. No matter what, he had to keep Beauty Young Master safe.
At the critical moment, even if he had to invoke that tiny strand of Divine Sense, he would not hesitate.
Evening soon arrived, and the Redemption Academy team and Kerry Academy team rested at the same time as usual.
The distance between the two sides remained around five or six kilometers.
After dinner, Tang San once again used scouting the other side's situation as an excuse.
He left the group and headed toward the area where Kerry Academy's team was stationed.
Kerry Academy's team had chosen a relatively elevated spot and set up their tents.
They had also lit a bonfire.
A grill had been set over the fire, demon beast meat sizzling atop it.
They warmed themselves by the fire while enjoying their meal, looking utterly at ease.
But then Tang San saw Beauty Young Master tear off a piece of meat and feed it to Long Yuan herself.
He instantly felt terrible.
Beauty Young Master being safe was wonderful news.
But seeing