"Boss, I think something's not right!"
While they were cleaning up, one of the team members waited until no one else was around, then sidled up to Delin and spoke in a low voice.
He was a burly middle-aged man, only a little younger than Delin, with blond hair that had already begun to recede.
"We'll talk when we get back."
Delin glanced at him. He clearly knew what the man meant, but motioned for him not to say anything careless.
It was obvious that Delin commanded a great deal of respect. The balding man immediately fell silent, though worry still showed on his face.
They dug a large pit and buried the monster's remains. With that, the cleanup was more or less finished.
Afterward, Fu Qian followed Delin and the others to a temporary camp not far away.
The camp was new. It seemed this team had only just arrived, too.
"Something's seemed off to me from the start. Now I'm even more uneasy."
As soon as they were back in the tent, the balding man spoke up again, unable to hold back.
"Those things are downright sinister. I've never seen monsters like them before."
"In a place like this, where supernatural power holds sway, it's not surprising to run into all kinds of monsters."
This time, Delin didn't stop him from complaining. He merely replied in an even tone.
"But those little things looked absolutely savage!"
The balding man tapped the iron box beside him and lowered his voice.
"These people clearly know this place well. They even brought a bunch of iron boxes like these, so they must've put a lot of effort into this. And yet they hired us to do the job. I can't shake the feeling that something's fishy!"
"You don't need to worry