"This cookie is already broken." Su Ang showed the crumbs in the cookie bag to Qian Qi, then fished out a package of whole sweet orange-flavored sandwich cookies from his coat pocket and handed it to Qian Qi, "Here, take this."
Su Ang's thoughtfulness made Qian Qi feel like a greedy animal guarding food. Just as she was about to generously say she wouldn't take it, suddenly Su Ang put the cookies away, his gaze turning icy, "A magic beast is approaching."
Nearby, Sheng Qing, who was holding a small fan, also instantly became serious, a black sniper rifle appearing in her hand. She jumped up and grabbed a branch overhead, swinging slightly as she perched atop the tree crown, setting up her sniper rifle and aiming into the distance.
"Six o'clock direction, two kilometers away." Su Ang watched the creature's movement in the spiritual power web, "It's jumping quickly towards us."
