As the sunset dropped to the west, a team of Stone Pickers with Chopping Sabers and pickaxes on their shoulders, and little bags filled with Demonic Source Stones around their waists, emerged tensely from the woods. Despite having worked all day until utterly exhausted, they dared not delay for an instant, casting wary sideways glances around them as if on the lookout for something.
The one trailing at the back was a child of only about eight or nine, with short legs, struggling to keep up. The youth nearest to him impatiently pulled him along and said, "Lingfeng, I told you not to come out, but you insisted. Do you want to get us all robbed of our Demonic Source Stones?"
"Chen Fei, he's just a child who's also had a hard day. Don't be so harsh on him! Though Hu Ba has been appearing more frequently these past days, it's not the child's fault. Don't blame him!"
