"Finished vomiting?"
"Ah?" Qian Hao, covered in blood, turned his head to look toward his side and back.
He saw the female team leader, Lin Yue, looking at him with an expressionless face.
"Wolves aplenty, but the meat is scarce!" Qian Hao muttered to himself with a bad feeling and quickly made an excuse, "There were only 6 or 7 Blood Disaster Dogs.
Team Leader Lin, I'm a Biwu believer and I don't have any long-range Divine Technique for now, I can't grab any kills!"
Lin Yue was also a Biwu believer, which in some sense made Qian Hao her junior in the same sect.
Perhaps for that reason, she was particularly unkind to Qian Hao.
Lin Yue said coldly, "Everyone else is trying to contribute to the team, and here you are vomiting blood."
Qian Hao: "..."
Lin Yue, looking at the stammering little fatty, suddenly lost her patience: "The battle's over, what should you be doing now?"
"Ah!" Qian Hao hurriedly stepped forward, "Who's injured? Quick, I'm here!"
