In the pitch-dark dense forest, countless bonfires were blazing, lighting up the surroundings. The tomb raiders sitting around the fires would burst into knowing laughter from time to time, the kind only men understood, tinged with a bit of lewdness. A gentle breeze stirred the branches, making a rustling sound, as if someone were whispering softly. Behind a big tree not far from a bonfire, a pair of bright eyes locked intently on the front, carrying a hint of killing intent. It was Luo Zheng.
"Reporting, in position." A voice sounded in the earpiece.
