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"We at least need to question the cultivators who are camping around us!" A Dragon Clan soldier said angrily as he stared at the burning corpse on the ground. One of the guards who had lost their life the night before was his close friend, and the silent death had induced extreme fear and fury among all the other guards. In a team with so many guards traveling together, to have ten people die in such a manner—without a sound and without even a chance to move—sparked an irrational fear, planting seeds of dread in most of the Dragon Clan soldiers.
They all wanted to go back and find the bandits, as no one knew what might happen the following night. However, their captain was looking behind him with an uneasy expression on his face. After slamming his fist on the table, his eyes glimmered in the dim tunnel light.
