"I can feel the startled birds taking off from above the mountains, and I can also sense the plants warning me. A group of people is flying towards us."
As Qing Wan relayed this, a visible panic ensued.
A group of people?
The only ones capable of reaching here accurately and forming a group could only be them.
"Damn those old monsters, choosing the worst possible time!"
Han Yu gritted his teeth, as if they had a knack for choosing the most critical moments to interrupt.
Just when the pills were about to be delivered, this happens.
Han Yu felt a prickly irritation in his heart, and even more so the Artifact Spirit, who was ready to absorb and now was anxiously waiting.
"Kill them for me, burn them to ashes and throw them into the sea."
The Mountain Spirit, sensing an increasingly frantic warning from the creatures in the mountains, raised its head and called out.
"Yo yo..."
"You can have the pills, but you have to drive away these malicious people."
