The Long Saber hung at his waist, as he gripped a Long Spear in each hand, arriving at the target location and quietly waited in ambush—
Just as he expected, after the new campfire blazed brightly, the two didn't approach, but instead began to move away.
He'd successfully startled them into action.
Now, the "snake" was under his influence, heading right for the new trap.
...
The massive Mammoth led the way, with shuriken and Stone trailing behind.
They deliberately drove the Mammoth onto areas of snow untouched by footprints, reducing the risk of stepping into traps again.
Up until now, the two still believed their prey merely intended to pit preset traps against them, launching a prolonged battle of attrition—never imagining Chen Zhou was already ready to strike first.
...
Hundred meters, eighty meters, fifty meters, twenty meters…
