Night fell, but Lin Shuguang still had not returned to Demon Martial. In Dorm 317, Pang Hu and the others exchanged looks.
"Why isn't Guang back yet? He should have been back by now."
Xu Feng pushed up the glasses on his nose. "He left in a hurry this morning and didn't even attend the awards ceremony. The school tacitly allowed it, which means he had something urgent to do."
"You're fucking stating the obvious again." Pang Hu and Fang Yuan both raised imposing middle fingers at him.
A hazy blanket of dark clouds now shrouded the night sky. Pang Hu craned his head to look outside the window. "It's not going to rain tonight, is it?"
Xu Feng and Fang Yuan also glanced at the gloomy sky. "Feels like a downpour's coming. I wonder how things are going on Guang's end."
The underground cavern.
"How are things on your end?"
Zhong Mingjie stood in the distance, covered in mud. He pulled his War Spear out of a Ferocious Beast's chest, drawing a gush of blood with it, then kicked the massive corpse aside and turned toward the other two farther away.
"Not dead."
Xia Jianfei climbed out of the blood and spat out a mouthful of bloody froth in disgust. A palm strike had caught him off guard just now and nearly smashed him to pieces.
A large number of soldiers caught up from behind.
Lin Shuguang stood before three corpses in camouflage uniforms.
"They failed." Xia Jianfei and Zhong Mingjie walked over. The three bodies on the ground belonged to the Daredevil Squad the military had dispatched earlier.
In truth, everyone knew the underground cavern was no safer than the outside world. On the contrary, the unknown filled this place with far too many dangers.
Underground creatures