"All the squads in that area are powerful. You think we can actually compete with them for a spot?"
A male voice retorted bluntly. It was a voice Tang Mo knew well.
Tang Mo recognized them. As fate would have it, she'd run into An Yang and Wenqing's squad.
"Whatever. I can't walk another step. You guys go find those... what's-it-called... poison scorpions. I'm going to sit down and rest. An Yang, you stay behind and protect me."
Hidden behind a large tree, Tang Mo watched as Wenqing sat on a stump, tugging on An Yang's sleeve and refusing to let go.
"If you want to die, stay here by yourself. I don't have time to wait on you." An Yang shook his arm free and strode away with the other squad members.
He knew Wenqing was a Space System user with weak combat abilities. 'This place is dangerous, and she's not an idiot. She'll catch up on her own soon enough,' he thought. 'I can't be bothered to coddle her.'
"You!"
