Those who dare to eat from the tomb raider's bowl aren't timid or fearful. They make a living on the edge of a knife, and whatever frightened them into panic must be something truly terrifying. Luo Zheng's face turned serious, and he stared intently at the rear of these people, feeling an inexplicable tension in his heart. He said in a low voice, "Everyone be cautious. If you find things are not going well, retreat immediately and don't linger in battle."
"Yes." Everyone was also startled by this sudden change and quickly agreed.
Soon, a dense rustling sound came from ahead, as if countless creatures were crawling, running. The dense sound grew closer, like a torrential rain. Soon, everyone saw countless poisonous scorpions, black and thick, rushing out from the wooded valley ahead, in the thousands, racing across the ground at great speed.
