A mercenary group sat cross-legged in a corner of the camp. Almost everyone was injured, and they looked utterly pitiful.
A strange atmosphere hung over the entire mercenary group. Everyone was silent, their expressions grim.
Amid the silence, steady footsteps approached from nearby, making everyone raise their heads. A handsome young man was walking toward them.
Mo Xie approached slowly. When everyone merely glanced at him before returning to whatever they were doing, his brow furrowed slightly.
He walked up to a man with his head lowered, fixed his gaze on him, and asked a question.
"Hey, have you seen a silver-haired girl?"
The moment he spoke, the man before him trembled slightly. He kept his head lowered, as though trying to conceal his expression, and answered quietly.
"N-no."
The people around them also looked over, but when Mo Xie turned his head, they quickly averted their eyes.
Seeing this, Mo Xie knitted his brows and lowered his eyelids. A flicker of displeasure crossed his eyes, and his voice turned slightly colder as he asked again.
"I heard someone saw a silver-haired girl with your mercenary group a week ago. Her name is Mu Ningxue. Where is she now?"
At those words, the atmosphere froze, then grew even stranger. Some members of the mercenary group looked up at Mo Xie, guilt flickering in their eyes.
Gradually, the people nearby noticed something was wrong. Xiao Hui, Jiang Shaojun, and the others gathered around, standing beside Mo Xie and glaring at the mercenaries.
As the auras of fully cultivated Advanced Level and Super Level mages spread outward, the mercenaries instantly felt crushing pressure. Cold sweat broke out over their bodies.
Noticing the tense atmosphere, Hunter King Frank frowned slightly, but he did not step forward to intervene. This was someone else's dispute,