Shen Qingshuang suspected that Chen Cheng might have provoked the Tier Two Tiger Demon. 'This is bad,' she thought. She hastily leaped onto a large branch, then bounded through the treetops, speeding deeper into Evil Tiger Ridge.
Shen Qingshuang had arrived quickly, but she left even faster!
Wang Xiongzhang and the others stood frozen in place, stunned.
"Young Master Wang, what should we do now?" asked a young man in the group whose back had been torn open by a beast's claws, revealing deep gashes.
Wang Xiongzhang looked at him, then glanced at the others in the group.
At this point, everyone's clothes were ripped to shreds. They were all injured to varying degrees, their faces etched with exhaustion.
What fighting spirit did they have left to hunt demons?
"Let's retreat for now," Wang Xiongzhang sighed, taking the lead and running back the way they came.
The others followed close behind.
