When Yuan Jiang heard that I wanted to go to the Damp Land, his expression turned somewhat strange.
"What, are you afraid of those Living Dead?"
That hunter had just said it too—the Damp Land was the territory of the Living Dead. There were almost no living people there.
Yuan Jiang shook his head. "I'm not afraid of the Living Dead. That place is just too strange."
He had actually used the word "strange."
"Strange? What do you mean by that?" I did not quite understand.
If we were talking about strange, wasn't the Void Realm strange? Wasn't Terrifying Ridge strange? Even the Adventurers' organization's base carried an eerie air about it.
Yuan Jiang had spent who knew how long in the Void Realm. Had he really been to so few strange places?
"It's different. In the Void Realm, every place does feel strange, but at least you know what you're facing—either living people or Living Dead. But in the Damp Land, you have no idea where the danger will come from or what you'll be facing. You know? A lot of people call the Damp Land a haunted place. Anyway, it felt terrifying to me. Back then, I only made it to the outskirts. I turned back before I truly went inside."
I looked at him.
He asked uneasily, "What is it?"
I smiled. "Do you know? Perhaps this is the biggest difference between you and Zeng Dajiang. When facing danger, you assess it and try to predict it. When you aren't certain, or when you feel it might endanger your life, you avoid it and choose to retreat. But he isn't like that. Once he makes up his mind, he'll charge in even if there's a mountain of blades and a sea of fire ahead. You have ambition,