His gaze instinctively swept to both sides of the cave.
There were no other figures; only the corpses of goblins remained scattered across the nest.
Whoosh—
A gust of rancid wind, thick and suffocating, suddenly blew past him.
Xia Nan felt his hair stand on end, as if some fierce beast had set its sights on him, causing him to freeze in place.
Looking further ahead.
At some point, the half orc that had been at the other end of the cave had come before the two of them.
The shadow cast by its massive physique enveloped him, with a lingering cold murderous intent in its crimson eyes.
Staring.
The air plunged into a deathly silence in an instant.
Then suddenly…
A smirk, eerily peculiar and seemingly innocent, appeared on the half orc's face.
The atmosphere shifted abruptly.
"You, adventurer association, nest, task?"
Perhaps because it had only recently left the tribe, the half orc was not skilled in Universal Language.
