"Qin Leyin's distress signal..."
Cha Huan, walking through the air, glanced at the fireworks blossoming in the night sky and said to Crane Tear below, "You're fast. Go see what happened."
Crane Tear refused flatly. "No. What if there's an ambush? Wouldn't I just be throwing my life away? I'm already old. I can't be charging at the very front."
"When I was ambushed last time, why did you come running so quickly? Weren't you afraid there might be villains lying in wait for you too?"
"But you didn't die. Since you're still alive, that means the enemy was completely wiped out."
"What if I had died?"
"Then this old man wouldn't have had to worry."
Crane Tear paused. "What I meant was, you wouldn't have to worry about my safety."
Cha Huan raised an eyebrow. "Well, well, Crane Tear. You don't even bother pretending anymore?"
"Anyway, I support you going, but I'm not going." Crane Tear said seriously, "I have a feeling a fierce battle is waiting for us."
Cha Huan did not mock him for being timid. Instead, he exchanged glances with the other Martial Pillars and nodded secretly. Upon reaching the Pinnacle Realm, martial artists would more or less develop a kind of 'premonition.' Essentially, their tenacious Mental Power could keenly detect the malice of others.
Of course, not just anyone's malice could trigger such a premonition. Otherwise, Cha Huan would be in a state of blood fever every second of every day. Only enemies whose strength could threaten them could bring about such a feeling.
Moreover, premonition had a great deal to do with one's personality. Cha Huan and Lou Yinhai were basically among the least sensitive in this regard. The opposite example was Silver Bell Earl Crane Tear. Skilled in high-speed movement and close-quarters combat,