Zong Shen, well-versed in the art of taunting, spewed a string of trash talk.
This shattered every last shred of hope in Da Majia's heart as he lurked in the shadows.
He understood that the human before him could sense him!
But verbal taunts could only provoke hotheaded youngsters with little sense.
Though halflings were short and looked like children in human eyes, Da Majia was actually over eighty years old.
His Legendary-tier physique, coupled with the fortuitous encounters of his youth, had granted him a lifespan of several centuries.
His extensive combat experience had also given Da Majia extraordinary instincts.
Considering Zong Shen's previously fearless reaction, Da Majia sensed that something was wrong.
This seemingly ordinary human before him was like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness.
Once his contempt faded and he entered a cautious combat state, [Halfling Scout: Da Majia] began to regard Zong Shen as an opponent rather than prey.
His body tensed slightly, and the hairs on his arms stood on end.
He hesitated inwardly. His instincts told him this opponent was difficult to handle, and the best course of action was to flee immediately.
The prince would not blame him.
But leaving just like that also made Da Majia unwilling to accept it.
While he was deliberating, Zong had no such complicated thoughts.
He was already growing a little impatient.
He wouldn't fight, yet he wouldn't run either. Did this fellow intend to remain locked in this stalemate?
Raising an eyebrow, Zong Shen stopped wasting time and decided to launch an attack himself.
He did not act rashly. Instead, he first cast a [Falling Mark], covering the area where the scout stood.
Falling Feathers appeared one after another in the sky.
A gray feather mark immediately appeared above Da Majia's head.
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