After being counter-ambushed by Ning Xuan, the numerical advantage they once held over her team had been cut in half. With such an inauspicious start, Zhou Yi realized it would be difficult to gain any ground that night and immediately ordered a retreat.
But now that they were here, how could Ning Xuan possibly let them leave?
After a little over ten minutes of close-quarters combat, everyone on Zhou Yi's side was wounded. Three were dead, seven were severely injured, and only three people, including Zhou Yi himself, could still stand.
"Stop! The Golden Scale Beasts were our prey to begin with! We, the Wind Wolf Mercenary Corps, paid a great price to find this place. What right do you have to just swoop in and reap the benefits?" Zhou Yi watched the valley before them glitter with a golden sheen under the firelight, knowing his earlier judgment had been correct. This had to be the nest of that pack of Golden Scale Beasts.
