Hmm?
Just as Han Yu was about to answer, he suddenly felt a shiver in his heart.
He shot his head up, his gaze sharp as a blade's edge as he fixed his eyes on the mountain peak to the north, his pupils contracting like the tip of a needle.
Having served in Great Xia's Special Combat Team, Han Yu had been through countless life-and-death crises, which had bestowed him with a unique sensory perception of danger.
At that very moment, he felt danger, as though he was targeted by a sniper rifle.
It was for this reason that he subconsciously looked to the north.
However, the sense of danger quickly vanished, as if it had never occurred.
There was no glint of a sniper scope on the opposite side, only dense woods and countless rocks.
"What's happening? Could I have sensed wrong?"
Gazing at the northern mountain peak, Han Yu stroked his chin and muttered.