It was strange. On the way out of the mountain hollow's dense forest, Cheng Shi hadn't seen a single animal.
Although most animals on the Isle of Hope were naturally highly alert and might have sensed the coming storm of war, the two sides hadn't even started fighting yet. Wasn't it a bit excessive for every animal to have already vanished?
Besides, even if all the actual animals had fled, what about the Beast Tamer? Could Little Seven, who wanted to reap the benefits after both sides suffered, really not care how far the battle between him and Lin Xi had progressed?
How could he seize an opportunity without understanding the battlefield? And without seizing the right moment, how could he make his move?
Or had Sun Miao, the vice president of the History School, really put her idea into practice, already taken Little Seven's life, and been preparing to exchange the information in her hands for something else?
At that thought, Cheng Shi slightly furrowed his brow. He always felt that even if Sun Miao wanted to kill him, his childhood friend was probably no easy opponent.
Sure enough, while he was still thinking about it, Sun Miao soon came sprinting from another direction toward Cheng Shi. Although the Master of Mime still wore no expression, the disappointment in her eyes clearly told Cheng Shi that her "assassination" plan had failed.
Cheng Shi became interested and casually asked, "What, was the target troublesome?"
Sun Miao didn't answer for a long while. It wasn't until the two of them arrived before the left-wing camp at the Borogao Highlands again that she silently took out her electronic beeper and typed:
"The cunning hare has three burrows...
"Today, I was thoroughly taught a lesson by a Beast Tamer."
"Tell me about it."