"You..."
Lang Qiang gritted his teeth in anger, his eyes filled with a fierce light.
However, he couldn't defeat Song Yun himself and didn't dare to summon the giant wolf, leaving him helpless against Song Yun.
"Hmph, kid, you're dead for sure. Captain Lang Hai will definitely kill you!"
Lang Qiang cursed harshly, then silently picked up some dry wood.
...
In the camp.
Lang Xiaoran sat on a fallen tree trunk, resting her chin on her hand, staring blankly in the direction where Song Yun had left.
She didn't know why, but during the short ten or so minutes when Song Yun was away, she kept thinking about him, and had no interest in what others were saying.
Lang Hai looked at Lang Xiaoran and asked, "Miss Xiaoran, when we come out from the Daxia Ruins, what plans do you have?"
Lang Xiaoran, lost in thought, didn't hear Lang Hai's words.
Lang Hai frowned, feeling instantly displeased.
That bastard, he has stolen Xiaoran's soul.
