Hearing the man's shouts, everyone immediately became vigilant and looked around. The White Wolf Deity lay lazily on the ground, looking disdainfully at the depths of the cave. Seeing the behavior of the White Wolf Deity, Guo Huai breathed a sigh of relief, knowing the strength of the White Wolf Deity. The enemy's attitude indicated that the assailants were not very strong.
A moment later, a man emerged slowly from the depths of the cave. His body bore signs of bandaging. Seeing the guarded group, he halted his approach, bowed to everyone, and said,
"I am Mu Nanyu, a merchant from the Linshu Trade Caravan. We are just passing through and mean no harm."
"Why would a trade caravan run into a cave?"
Mo Ling looked at the man with suspicion, while Feng Yuan seemed to think of something and looked surprised. He glanced at the bandages on the man and, with a wry smile, Mu Nanyu explained,
