Boom!
Deep within the forest, Fang Huo crashed onto the ground, a large piece of wood held tight in his grip. The impact sent dust and smoke spiraling upwards, creating a skyward plume.
But Fang Huo's expression was grave. He had just released the signal and already someone had responded.
"Wow, my luck seems to be so good today," he commented, eyeing an aged figure emerging from the forest.
A terrifying aura burst from the figure, a palpable wave of murderous intent discernible even from tens of meters away. Neither party bothered to hide anything. Or perhaps, they had made up their minds the moment they saw Guo Ze's pitiful condition.
Thick brown hair sprouted on Fang Huo's chest as he bared his teeth, emitting a low growl. He watched the figure approach, then abruptly withdrew his sharp fangs. His eyes reflected a measure of shock. "Great... Great-grandfather?"