"Old Han, I have a habit of climbing to a high vantage point in the morning to survey the area around the camp."
The old, bald Grandmaster, Weilie, spoke concisely. "And this morning, I saw you release a squirrel. But where would a squirrel come from around Taibai Volcano?"
He coughed and sighed softly. "Honestly, Old Han, you got a little reckless. But if it were me, I'd be anxious too."
"Yes, you should have hidden yourself better... But who could have known the situation would change so drastically in just a few days? It's no wonder you were on edge."
Facing the silent, expressionless Han Xiaoqian, Li Daoran, who stood directly before him, let out a breath. He didn't sigh, but his tone was tinged with a faint sorrow. "The Blue Azure Leaf Poison and the Heart-Burning Poison... besides you, the number of people in this camp who can use them effectively without killing themselves can be counted on one hand. And three of them are your apprentices."
