"Oh?" Sun Hang raised an eyebrow, "Finally some new and different plot?"
But before he could speak, the Hunter passed through Sun Hang like a ghost.
Sun Hang turned his head and saw another person standing behind him.
But this person wasn't the Hunter; he was dressed like a backpacker—an eye-catching reflective strip was stuck on his goose-yellow hard-shell jacket, he carried a large-capacity hiking bag, and held an elite-looking trekking pole.
The backpacker's features appeared blurry to Sun Hang, as though a piece of memory was missing... Yet, for some reason, despite not seeing his face clearly, Sun Hang could still read the surprised expression on it.
A Federally registered Hunter, who passed a formal assessment, seeking help from a backpacker... This scene felt all kinds of irrational; surely it couldn't be that the backpacker was actually a hidden expert?
