Chai Ming and his companions could not comprehend the vigilance of Chen Muye and the others. As they surveyed their surroundings, Qi Tong suddenly pointed past a small hill in the distance and said, "Look over there, is someone coming?"
An Qingyu turned his head, letting his white mouse slip from his palm to dart forward swiftly.
Through shared vision, he saw a camp of nearly forty people, with various work uniforms scattered inside the tents.
Chapter 119