When Lin Qi saw Wang Qiang, he was immediately reminded of Wang Qiang's ability and asked, "Can you sense the positions of the remaining six Blood Moon Envoys? I suspect they're going to make a move on the other camps."
Wang Qiang frowned at his words, then shook his head and explained:
"After our first clash today, my sense of them grew much fainter."
"What I sense is 'hostility'—hostility directed at me personally or at the faction I'm with."
"The feeling growing fainter means we aren't their target for the time being, but the fact that it hasn't disappeared completely proves they're still waiting for a chance to strike."
As he explained, Wang Qiang closed his eyes, carefully trying to discern the faint directions.
After about ten seconds, Wang Qiang's eyes flew open, a look of horror in them. "It's in the direction of Hongshan Camp! It's definitely coming from Hongshan Camp!"
