The five Wind-Splitting Leopard corpses lay sprawled silently amid the carpet of fallen leaves, their warm blood slowly seeping into the soil as a faint stench of blood lingered through the woods.
Having dealt with those swift, pack-dwelling spirit beasts, Xiao Wu gently stretched her arms and exhaled a breath of stale air. The group battle had looked smooth enough, but the Wind-Splitting Leopards' coordinated attacks had been exceptionally tricky. A moment's carelessness would have meant being slashed by their claws. Fortunately, everything had remained steady and under control, without the slightest danger.
Ning Rongrong withdrew her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, her lively eyes sweeping over their surroundings as she could not help but sigh softly. "The sense of security from training with four people really is incredible. Back when I followed the team on solo or two-person assignments, I had to stay on edge every moment."
No one refuted that.
In the past, with that ticking time bomb Tang San hidden within the team, they had needed to remain secretly wary even when training together. Everyone remembered perfectly well that after Tang San went dark, his heart had been filled with schemes and murderous intent. To conceal his sinister secrets, he had even planned to silence every member of Shrek. If Lin Chen had not foreseen it and secretly laid out his plans, using Spirit Hall's hand to imprison him completely, they would never have been able to train peacefully in Sunset Forest now.
Zhu Zhuqing wiped the tiny smears of blood from her fingertips, her cool gaze falling on the boy standing calmly beside her. Her feelings ran the deepest.
She had once been Tang San's fixed teammate, and she understood his hypocritical nature better than anyone. Before others, he was gentle and courteous; behind their backs,