That figure seemed to be waving.
Li Xian frowned. At this moment, the rain was heavy, with dense raindrops, pervasive mist, and swaying branches all obstructing the view.
"Ears Listening in All Directions" and "Snow Stepping" traits were both hindered by the environment.
"In the hunting forest, humans are more dangerous than fierce beasts."
Li Xian wiped the water off his face, forming a shade with his palm over his forehead. He gazed at that figure, focusing his sight.
In the past two days of hunting, Li Xian had been trying his best to avoid human traces and conceal his whereabouts.
The first encounter with another person.
"It's C-class Nursing Home Zhang Dan."
Finally recognizing who it was, this Zhang Dan had once patrolled with Li Xian on one side of the deserted house, so they naturally knew each other.
Their acquaintance was shallow, just a nodding familiarity.
