Lanshan had subtly taken a hit.
The leaders of the three Demon Hunting Teams hadn't fared well either.
"First thing in the morning, too. I almost couldn't take it!"
Bai Mo helped Lanshan over to the side.
Lanshan sat down, grunted, and then coughed forcefully, spitting a glob of bloody phlegm onto the dirt ground.
Qin Ying, who had been about to walk over, paused mid-step. She turned and went to find a broom and dustpan.
Lanshan looked a little embarrassed and whispered to Bai Mo:
"Qin Ying's personality… she's really not the easy-going type."
Bai Mo just smiled and asked, "What did those people say?"
At the mention of this, Lanshan's expression turned a bit grave.
"They're really trying to pull a fast one. They want to follow the route on the Mountain Entrance Map once."
They're the type who won't lift a finger without seeing a reward.
"It's something we were prepared for, so it shouldn't have been a big deal."
As Lanshan spoke, he looked at Bai Mo.
