A moment later, the fat man could not help breaking the silence.
"Could the outbreak of the Black Tide be connected to what happened in Black Prison?"
Fatty Xin cautiously glanced around and lowered his voice, as if worried someone might be listening in. "...If we get tangled up in that matter, it'll definitely be dangerous."
"Of course." Dylan seemed to have missed the point of Fatty Xin's words. As he brushed a few blades of withered grass from his blue robe, he added carelessly, "A group of first-years who aren't even Registered Wizards going after demons and monsters on wanted notices is obviously extremely dangerous... especially under the current circumstances, when the School Guardian Formation can't help us much."
Despite his words, Mr. Vampire Werewolf did not look particularly frightened. He actually seemed rather pleased. Fatty Xin could not tell what he meant, and was left speechless.
By comparison, the captain of this Temporary Hunting Team was far less polite.
"Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous!"
Zhang Jixin seemed somewhat irritated by his companions' lack of confidence, and his tone turned sterner. "Hunting has never been some safe game! If anyone is harboring such ridiculous thoughts, tell me now. I can decide to have him withdraw from this operation!"
Standing behind the Red-faced Male Wizard, Dylan secretly made a face at Fatty Xin.
Fatty Xin's cheeks heated up.
"That's not what I meant," he muttered, but could not help arguing, "Still, Dylan has a point... Back in the Illusory Dream Realm, that little bitch took all of us down in seconds. If we deliver ourselves to her now... even if we catch Nikita's trail, she'll still pin us down and beat us up. And she'll most likely have a whole bunch of helpers."
Even Zhang Jixin could not refute such plain truth.