The sound of hooves vanished.
Tang Wen grew wary. 'Have I been discovered?'
His fingers gently gripped a pebble. He slowed his breathing, preparing himself behind the large tree.
If anyone got close, he would greet them with a swift, explosive attack before using the opportunity to flee.
As for his escape route, he definitely couldn't run straight for the camp.
They would surely anticipate that.
With danger looming, Tang Wen's mind was remarkably clear.
But he waited and waited, and no one came. Not a soul was in sight.
He peeked out from behind the tree, observing carefully. The surroundings were still pitch-black and empty.
He glanced up at the sky.
There was no sign of a Blood Crow, either.
Phew. A false alarm.
Tang Wen breathed a sigh of relief and continued tracking them.
Deep in the forest, a faint yellow light flickered.
Heh!
'How arrogant.'
'Daring to light a lamp in the dead of night.'
