504 You Aren't Fang Zhao!

Nanfeng was no longer in any mood to grieve over that really expensive eyeball. He watched Curly Hair scampering around the area, sniffing and licking randomly as though he was out playing. Sometimes, Curly Hair would disappear into the nighttime darkness and come darting back moments later covered in dirt and leaves.

In the past, Nanfeng would have gone and carried Curly Hair back.

But now, he didn't dare go over. He was even afraid of calling out.

"What is Curly Hair doing?" Nanfeng asked.

Yan Biao glanced over at Curly Hair and said, "Didn't Boss say to clean up the battlefield? Curly Hair is sniffing around the area to check for bombs…"

"Bombs?!!" Nanfeng jumped up in fright. "Can't the defense system scan for them?!"