With the loud noises from those two teams, even in the thick fog, Mo Shangjun could ensure she approached without any deviation.
However, the sound seemed closer than it actually was.
It took Mo Shangjun about twenty minutes of groping before she finally spotted their figures through the mist after crossing the border.
She touched her nose, feeling somewhat dazed.
Although this was the border, fighting on another country's territory was an entirely different level.
As she walked, she listened, gradually understanding their intentions.
The two groups were fighting over the same batch of goods. Given their prior grudges, one side had dragged the other to negotiate. Due to high stakes, each side was displeased with the other, leading to arguments at first glance, escalating to chaos, almost resorting to violence. Fortunately, there were some rational individuals among them, so both sides had someone stepping forward to calm the potentially explosive situation.
