"Bleh, bleh, bleh..."
Lu Lin was quite powerful himself, and the attack hadn't seriously injured him. He crawled out of the murky puddle and hurriedly spat onto the ground.
Seeing Lu Lin in such a sorry state, everyone's mood immediately grew even heavier.
After all, Lu Lin was the strongest person present. If even he couldn't put up any resistance against the enemy who had yet to show himself, then the others would have no chance of victory at all.
"Are you all right?" Wang Pang came over to Lu Lin and asked with concern.
"I'm fine," Lu Lin said. Then he took off his raincoat and let the rain wash over him, cleaning away the mud clinging to his body.
"This person cannot be defeated by force. We should watch and wait for now!" Wang Pang said sternly to Lu Lin, who was washing himself with the rain, while looking toward the direction where the spirit stones had vanished.
His meaning was obvious: he hoped his partner wouldn't act on his own from here on out and provoke the mysterious enemy they could not hope to defeat.
"..." Lu Lin, whose spirit stones had been taken away, remained silent, cursing under his breath.
In his eyes, the enemy had snatched away the spirit stones, meaning all his work on this deal had been for nothing.
Actually, Lu Lin had very much wanted to find the enemy and fight a great battle from the start.
But whenever he approached to within a certain distance of the strange white mist, a heart-palpitating feeling would arise, and his body would tremble instinctively.
Lu Lin had never encountered such a bizarre reaction from his body before.
Yet even though this was the first time it had happened, he quickly arrived at an answer.