Along these well-trodden paths, bushes were cut back and the grass was trampled flat. Markings were visible on the trees lining the route.
The deeper they went, the more the paths diverged.
Some areas showed no signs of human activity. Suddenly, a sound echoed from within the forest.
The bushes ahead rustled, and a group of seven people emerged, heading toward them. Several members of the team wore raincoats and carried kitchen cleavers and various modified polearms.
Upon suddenly encountering other people in the forest, both groups halted simultaneously, then slowly moved to pass each other.
The other party gave Qin Ziwen's and Du Yu's Long Spears a long, hard look.
Neither side said a word. The tense atmosphere only dissipated after they had put some distance between them.
Du Yu said grimly, "Aside from my master, the last people I want to run into in the forest are other Hunters."
