"We'll talk after the recon is done!"
Li Chang'an said no more. He readjusted his gear and signaled for Sun Yang to follow.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the mining area, Han Ruoxi and Shen Qiuyue were lying in ambush behind an abandoned mine cart, vigilantly observing their surroundings.
"Ruo Xi, don't you think the atmosphere here is a little off?"
Shen Qiuyue lowered her voice, tightening her grip on the Dueling Sword in her hand.
"I can't shake the feeling that the defenses here are a bit too deliberate!"
"It is a little strange!"
Han Ruoxi nodded, her gaze sweeping over the distant watchtower.
"Look at that sniper's nest. It has two layers of defense. Logically, an abandoned mining area like this shouldn't need such tight security, right?"
"What do you think could make them this tense?"
Shen Qiuyue frowned.
"Could it have something to do with the Insect Race?"
"I'd bet on it!"
A faint ball of electricity gathered in Han Ruoxi's hand.
