As for Gita, she had braved the Blood Thistle Woods long ago, developing courage. She might be concerned about the unknown situation, but she would never be frightened or afraid.
Parker, carefree as always, was already sound asleep.
The Catfolk wiped his gleaming great sword with a piece of cloth, simply replying:
"We'll find out how tough they are with a try. If they're hard to deal with, we'll come up with another plan."
Indeed, there was no other option. Without knowing the strength of the enemy, Fang Hong couldn't boast by saying everyone here was a novice.
If the Crystalysis Beasts were level forty or fifty, wouldn't he be contradicting himself?
"How should we handle people from other guilds?"
"We can't control the people at the campsite," the Catfolk replied, "Three or four days should be enough. We need to rendezvous with the Seven Seas Traveler within a week, so we can't stay here too long. As for people underground, we'll see about them if we come across them."
