Chen Muxi was not a capable leader.
He was arrogant about his talents, stubborn, and always pocketed the lion's share of the profits, leaving only a little for the other members of his team.
The problem was that he was an expert at tracking giant lizards.
In the wild, he could always find signs of their activity and follow those signs to the lizards themselves.
It was knowledge many adventurers wanted to learn but never could. Under his father's instruction, he had mastered the craft at a very young age.
But his father had hoped he would use that craft to fulfill a wish his father never could: to tame giant lizards one day and make them good friends and companions to humanity.
Instead, Chen Muxi used it to hunt them down.
Outside the rocky shallows, Chen Muxi was searching for droppings. As an herbivorous giant lizard, the White Stone Lizard certainly did not live among the rocks. It had probably come there to drink.
After drinking, the White Stone Lizard would surely return to its home.
Chen Muxi only had to find its habitat and set a trap there. Then he could wait in comfort for the White Stone Lizard to walk into it.
But as he bent down to search for droppings and footprints, a vicious gust suddenly came at his back.
He instinctively rolled aside, but a sharp blade still sliced through his skin. He came up from the roll and turned to find several of his teammates staring at him with hostile faces.
"You!"
Chen Muxi's face darkened, and he spoke through gritted teeth.
"Chen Muxi, we've put up with you long enough. Now... if you don't want to die, hand over your giant-lizard tracking technique. Otherwise..." One adventurer gripped a half-meter-long short blade and narrowed