"Isn't the jungle we're currently traveling through a little different?"
Men Qian, walking in the middle of the group, pushed up his glasses and voiced the doubt in his heart. It wasn't just Men Qian—all of them shared the same suspicion.
After spending a week carrying out Adventure Tasks in the secret realm, everyone had gained a certain understanding of the jungle near the castle.
However, following the Masked Man through the jungle, where the trees' roots were tangled together, gave them a strange sense of unfamiliarity, as though they had never set foot there before. Even the soil beneath their feet was completely different.
The Masked Man, who was leading the group, immediately explained Men Qian's question: "The other disciples who weren't able to join the Expedition Team are all working hard to complete various tasks in the secret realm. Their presence would more or less affect our 'Jungle Exploration Team's' adventure.
"To ensure the authenticity of the Jungle Adventure, we naturally have to separate ourselves from the other disciples. It's best for everyone to be careful even while chatting. The jungle is filled with danger everywhere."
The moment she heard the word "danger," Laili of the Military Nation Ability Institute took the initiative to move toward Ye Feng in the middle of the group. "There's danger! Is anyone willing to protect this helpless woman?"
The girl's words were entirely directed at Ye Feng. She even brought her nostrils close to his body and sniffed repeatedly at the Demon aura of the same origin.
"My fellow student Ye Feng, my name is Laili! It's a pleasure to meet you. The blood of the same origin in your body interests me greatly... You're Duriel's Demon Follower. Judging from your aura, at least three Demon Followers must have already died by