They stopped from time to time, carefully inspecting every corner, letting no sign of abnormality escape their notice.
Liang Song’s expression was grim, his eyes resolute. He signaled for He Chenguang and Wang Luoran to stay calm and continue forward as if nothing were amiss. Wang Luoran followed closely behind them, her movements light and agile, like a cat threading through the night. Her gaze shifted across the enemy patrol, silently calculating their patrol patterns.
He Chenguang suppressed his inner tension, his mind racing to formulate a countermeasure. They could not expose their identities, or they would be doomed. He observed the surroundings, searching for cover and potential escape routes. With every step, he felt as if he were walking on the tip of a blade, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
Chapter 268