"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother!"
Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Fei Xuan and the other three were calling out while continuously ascending.
It was not long before they discovered their senior brother holding a severed head in a clearing above.
Wang Qizheng grinned, his body leaped from the ground, climbing up swiftly like an agile ape monkey.
"Senior Brother, listen to me, that treeman was no match for me. Even if you hadn't given the order, he would have died under my axe..."
"Stop!"
Song Yin's sharp command halted Wang Qizheng's movement, not just his, but the other three also obediently froze in mid-air.
Lingdang's eyes sparkled, "So many maple leaves, they would look beautiful when burned!"
There were indeed many maple leaves here, but it was not Lingdang's first time seeing them. The meaning behind those words...
Zhang Fei Xuan stared intently at the lifelike head in Song Yin's hand, hesitantly saying, "Senior Brother, this..."
