The terrain at the bottom of the valley was intricate and complex, ideal for concealment and ambush. If there really were countless armed men hidden down there, it would be like vipers lurking in rock crevices—charging in rashly was suicide. Luo Zheng didn't dare be careless. He pulled out his phone, took a few photos, then quickly pulled back, sprinting toward Lan Xue's hiding spot while thinking it through. There was clearly a tightly coiled, restrained killing intent in that valley. Could it really be that Cobra terrorists were hiding in the valley, nets already spread, just waiting for him to walk into the trap?
