Yu Lin felt that his luck today could not have been worse.
As he cautiously sized up the group before him, his unease grew heavier. He had lived in Lijiang City since childhood and knew the surrounding area well. He could thump his chest and guarantee that no such group existed nearby-not even one remotely like it.
Lijiang City was merely a remote little city with fewer than three million residents. It had no local specialties, and although it stood on the edge of the Jungle, the area made poor hunting grounds. Pitifully few Card Adepts came here to hunt beasts or gather materials. After all these years, the place had barely changed.
In Lijiang City, Yu Lin considered himself fairly well-informed, yet the group before him still shook him deeply. Few outside Card Adepts visited, but he had seen some. Compared with these people, those Card Adepts were nothing more than a bunch of neatly dressed pigs.
Every Card Adept before him had disheveled hair, a dirty face, and filthy clothes. They stood there silently, yet gave him an intensely dangerous feeling. Moreover, throughout the entire process of discovering and capturing him, not one of them had spoken.
The crushing pressure of that silence nearly suffocated him. So he raised both hands and surrendered without a fuss.
But when they brought him to camp, the sheer size of the group still startled him. A cursory glance told him there were over a thousand people. That figure sent his heart pounding again! He was no ignorant idiot. For entering the Jungle, the ideal team numbered roughly a hundred. With fewer than twenty or more than three hundred, the danger would immediately soar. Too few people meant insufficient firepower. Too many, however, could easily alert some truly terrifying beasts, and the