"That's a lot of members of the Insect Race," Li Chang'an whispered. "About two or three squads. They're setting up a temporary camp, probably in preparation for their next move."
"So they *are* planning something big," Shen Qiuyue said coldly. "Looks like this reconnaissance mission was worth it."
"They look like scout teams, not the main force," Li Chang'an continued. "But this is still enough to prove they're starting to gather in this area."
"So, what do we do now? Head back and report?" Han Ruoxi asked.
Li Chang'an nodded. "Yes. Our mission right now is to gather intelligence. There's no need for a direct confrontation.
We'll bring this intel back, and the higher-ups will decide on the next course of action."
"Tch, just recon again," Sun Yang grumbled, disappointed. "I was hoping we could finally get into a real fight."
"Can you try to control that itch for a fight?" Han Ruoxi shot him a look. "Missions aren't for your personal amusement!"
