On the mountainside, within an inconspicuous crack in the rocks.
Tugelei, transformed into a mottled old rat, quietly poked his head out and watched the Sand Clan members below as they continuously gathered spoils.
His beady black eyes gleamed with greed. He wished he could rush down right now and claim every good thing for himself!
But reason ultimately suppressed his impulse.
The reason he had survived until now and repeatedly profited from the Plunder Game was not mere luck.
It was also because he treaded on thin ice and remained cautious at every turn.
With the situation still unclear, acting rashly would only cost him his life.
He would rather let the spoils within easy reach go than put himself in danger!
"Wait a little longer... Be patient a little longer..."
Tugelei silently muttered to himself and cautiously pulled his protruding head back by another inch.
And at that moment, he suddenly sensed an intense mental fluctuation sweep across the outside world!
If he had not activated equipment to conceal himself in advance, coupled with how exceptionally hidden his position was, he would likely have been exposed within the other party's mental perception by now.
"Just as expected, someone else came! Good thing I held myself back and didn't go out earlier..."
Tugelei shuddered inwardly and looked below again.
He saw that the five-meter-tall Sand Clan member had also sensed the mental fluctuation and raised its featureless head toward the sky.
After a while, a slit split open across its head, spewing a little sand and dust along with a rumbling roar like stones grinding together:
"Spirit Clan? I advise you not to meddle in my affairs. Get lost at once!!"
Hidden in the crack, Tugelei could not see what was happening in the sky due to his angle.