Daniel did not even spare the corpse a glance.
He simply stepped over it and continued forward.
Everything about his demeanor made one thing perfectly clear—
He did not care.
His expression remained incomparably calm and relaxed.
It was almost as though he were watching some outdated comedy desperately trying to make its audience laugh, only for the entire production to come across as crude and poorly made.
His body was completely relaxed.
He did not look like someone standing in the middle of a battlefield at all.
Instead, he seemed as comfortable as if he were inside his own home.
Daniel blended into the battlefield and continued walking forward as though he were merely taking a casual stroll.
The tense, bloody atmosphere surrounding him meant nothing.
The so-called despair of the battlefield could not affect him in the slightest.
The contrast was so extreme that anyone watching would probably feel themselves going mad.
