No one knew that during this dark night, Feng Jiu quietly scared away a few dangerous beasts that were drawn to the smell of blood. An ancient pressure spread faintly in the air in the outer part of the circle centred around the Guo's family, intimidating those ferocious beasts that were greedily watching their prey so that they dared not come near this side.
At this time, the Guo family's elderly man and the middle-aged man were anxiously scanning the area. "The stench of blood is too strong here. I'm afraid it will result in another attack by ferocious beasts. Now that our people are injured, they cannot withstand a second attack."
"Don't be concerned, Great Elder and Uncle Sun." Guo Xinning replied, observing the people around them. Suddenly, a figure in azure emerged from the shadows and sat beneath the tree.
