Alive? Or dead?
Everyone's gaze was fixed on them.
The young man found a random corner and dropped her. The White-eyed Young Boy was right next to them. He gripped his scabbard tightly. Despite his pale face, he stubbornly straightened his back, jutted out his chin, and looked up at him.
Their gazes met, and the young boy felt his heart stop!
Those dark, emerald eyes were just like the eyes of a Demon from the abyss.
No one dared to meet his gaze...
The young boy's scalp tingled with fear.
He glanced at the female from the Turtle Clan who had been tossed on the ground. Her breathing was steady, as if she were asleep.
...?
'How could she sleep while with such a terrifying guy?'
When the young man returned, the male from the Leopard Clan was terrified but still took the initiative to walk up to him. "May I ask your name, sir?"
"Lou."
"Mr. Lou, would... would you like to join our team?" the Leopard Clan male invited, forcing himself. "With you, our team would be full!"
