Si Mobai could tell that something was amiss from Feng Tianlan's tone. While she made it seem like nothing was wrong, he could hear the agony in her voice that she tried to suppress but failed. She'd never set foot in this forest, not even as a child, so why should it pain her so?
"The heavy mist surrounding this area extends for only a hundred yards. No demonic beast dares roam within a one-yard radius from that periphery. So there is no need to worry. The Misty Forest is not as dangerous as it's rumored to be."
Zhang Tiancheng and Luo Yunzhu couldn't help but roll their eyes at Si Mobai. Oh puh-leeze! He was the King of Wargods, walking powder keg of spiritual powers. Of course, demonic beasts meant nothing to him! However, they were lowly Spiritual Masters. A Stage 1 demonic beast was more than capable of tearing them to pieces.
The Wargod sure knew how to demoralize his team.
