The few in the Bamboo Forest clearly hadn't realized they had stepped into someone else's painting realm. They seemed hesitant, unsure whether to make a move given that there was an extra person next to Nan Lingsha.
Zhu Minglang's approach was quite different.
How could he wait for them to make a move? They really had the audacity to provoke his people. He wanted to see who were these blind folks!
"In this painted forest, even if it's utterly destroyed, it won't affect the academy, right?" Zhu Minglang specifically asked.
Nan Lingsha nodded.
Zhu Minglang rubbed his hands together eagerly and leaped down from the high platform.
He approached those sneaky figures. Zhu Minglang's eyes slowly started to emit a crimson glow.
"Who are you?" a man wrapped in a headscarf asked from within the forest.
The man's headscarf bore a rat pattern, giving off a somewhat sinister aura, and his whole being was enveloped in a dark atmosphere.
