"That sound..." Qian Jiangyue turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came, "...let's go over there."
Shadow Play and Little Drilling Wind turned to look, and silently observing in the direction of the sound along with them was Qian Cangyi, shrouded and made invisible by the black fog. Qian Cangyi stared into the distance, his gaze falling on a massive tree trunk, his brows slightly furrowed. Suddenly, a wave of tension arose in his heart, as if the actors' journey in this forest was about to come to an end.
"Who made that sound? The actors or the monsters of the Dark Forest itself?" Little Drilling Wind thought of the giant insects he had seen earlier; the Dark Forest was inherently a place full of unsolved mysteries.
"It's not important; others will definitely rush over." Qian Jiangyue pointed with his right hand in the direction of the sound, "Be prepared."
"I hope we can run into Hawkeye and the others." Shadow Play said softly.
