After all, in such a dangerous region, Wu Yang had been on edge the entire time.
On top of that, Ye Tian was severely injured, and his chances of surviving were truly too small. Yet over the past three days, they had not found a single clue.
With all these factors combined, Wu Yang began to entertain thoughts of retreat.
"Even if he was eaten by a vicious beast, would there really be no trace at all—not even the barest bloodstain? Believe me, that little bastard is very likely still alive." Malicious light flickered in Wu Ren's eyes.
That little bastard had actually wasted so much of their time. When he found him, he had better still be alive.
That way, Wu Ren could make Ye Tian regret not dying directly at the hands of a vicious beast.
He would greet Ye Tian with the most terrifying punishments.
Only then could he vent the rage that had been swelling day and night within him.
Wu Yang revealed a trace of disdain. "Boss, you're overthinking it. With that trash's strength, how could he possibly survive after taking two of your palms? You think too highly of him. That Ye Tian is a genuine piece of trash."
It seemed that only by saying this could he conceal the humiliation of having been defeated by Ye Tian.
Just as Wu Yang finished speaking, a familiar voice came from the shadows.
"Then you're bound to be disappointed. I, Ye Tian, happened to survive."
Wu Ren and Wu Yang trembled, hurriedly turning around. Not far away, Ye Tian stood there in perfect health, smiling broadly with killing intent in his eyes.
"So what if you didn't die? You're still going to die. Not taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack was your greatest mistake—and