Lin Kuang, Britney, Chen Anhun, and the others were still searching. They were all eager to find Cain's Left Hand, and wouldn't it be better if they found it first? Their hopes were high, but reality was grim; their search had been utterly fruitless. They continued until afternoon, when the setting sun cast long shadows and the forest grew dim.
"Let's rest," Chen Anhun said calmly, looking at the group. "If the Blood Clan doesn't show up tonight, we'll leave two people on watch and continue searching tomorrow. If they do come, then without a doubt, everyone must prepare for battle."
Upon hearing his words, they all nodded and sat down on the ground to rest. Each of them ate their own dry rations, sitting in the forest and waiting quietly.
「In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the East Sea.」
A dozen or so people stood inside, led by an elder. The old man's expression was cold, and his eyes held a hint of dark red, making it clear he was no ordinary person.
