"If the infamous Black Soil Hunting Group were to appear here, our captain would be in grave danger!"
Everyone, put in more effort and quicken your pace! We must get back to camp as soon as possible!
Huang Xiaoqin stared intently at the receding figures of Zhang Baiyun and his group, her brows furrowed, and she muttered to herself with worry.
She knew all too well how formidable the Black Soil Hunting Gang was; they were a group of vicious and ruthless individuals, and if they were to encounter their captain, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Huang Xiaoqin was extremely anxious. She turned around abruptly and shouted at the team members behind her, who also looked panicked, "Stop dawdling! Hurry up! Anyone who dares to hold us back will be in big trouble!"
Her voice boomed like thunder, making everyone's eardrums buzz.
Hearing the roar, the team members shivered and dared not slacken their pace any longer, their steps quickening involuntarily.
"Sister Qin, is there some kind of conflict between the Black Soil Hunting Group and our White Cloud Hunting Group? Why do they seem a bit unfriendly to us?" Before Chen Feng could speak, the impatient Zhou Ping eagerly approached Huang Xiaoqin and asked.
Huang Xiaoqin frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then replied, "This is a long story."
The captain of the Black Soil Hunting Group was named Liu Heitu. He and our captain were from the same village and grew up together.
But for some reason, they just couldn't stand each other, and over the years they had accumulated a lot of resentment.
Hearing this, Zhou Ping's eyes widened, and he asked in astonishment, "So, does that mean they really dare to openly attack our White Cloud Hunting Group? That's incredibly audacious!"
Huang Xiaoqin nodded solemnly and slowly explained, "In this dangerous wilderness, the rules are not as orderly as they are in the city."
Apart from trusted teammates, it is difficult to fully trust other martial artists.
Even among warriors in familiar hunting groups, once they realize that their strength far surpasses that of their opponents, it's hard to guarantee that they won't be tempted by greed and steal the spoils that others have worked so hard to obtain.
Even worse, to avoid exposure, they might resort to murder to silence witnesses. Therefore, when carrying out missions, we must always remain vigilant and never let our guard down.
"Did the White Cloud Hunting Group and the Black Soil Hunting Group steal each other's spoils before?" Chen Feng suddenly interjected, his curious gaze fixed on the crowd in front of him.
Huang Xiaoqin nodded slightly and replied with a solemn expression, "That's true, but in reality, it was the Black Soil Hunting Group that attacked us first."
The situation was extremely critical, but fortunately the other team members returned in time, preventing them from succeeding. Although those despicable guys stole some wild beast carcasses, thankfully they didn't kill them.
Of course, we also seized an opportunity to retaliate later, taking some things back from them, but again without harming anyone in their team.
At this point, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
At this moment, Zhou Ping, who had been silent all along, spoke up with a worried expression: "Right now, there is only Deputy Captain Du, a seventh-rank martial artist, overseeing the camp, along with three other eighth-rank martial artists."
I really don't know if the captain and the others will be able to get back in time to provide support!
You know, all the wild beast carcasses we painstakingly hunted a couple of days ago are stored in the camp.
"If the Black Soil Hunting Group manages to steal it, then all our work these past two days will have been for nothing! And each of us will lose at least two or three hundred thousand yuan!"
After saying that, he shook his head with a worried expression, clearly filled with anxiety.
"There's absolutely no way they would launch an attack on the camp from the start," Huang Xiaoqin said confidently. Her beautiful face was calm and composed, as if she had a clear understanding and grasp of the current situation.
"By the time they secretly spy on the camp and realize that most of our people are not here, our captain will probably be rushing back to the camp soon."
After saying this, Huang Xiaoqin let out a soft sigh of relief, clearly not showing much worry.
Chen Feng, standing to the side, frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his deep eyes, and asked, "So, just how strong is this so-called Black Soil Hunting Group?"
Huang Xiaoqin thought for a moment, then answered clearly and logically: "As far as I know, the overall strength of this Black Soil Hunting Group is about the same as ours."
They also have three seventh-rank martial artists, while the rest of the members are mostly at the eighth-rank level.
It's worth mentioning that their leader, Liu Heitu, is a peak seventh-grade martial artist; his strength should not be underestimated!
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood the general situation.
Then, he thoughtfully analyzed: "So, once Captain Zhang and the senior students return in time, our side will be no less capable than the Black Soil Hunting Group in terms of high-end combat power."
Although we have fewer team members, I don't think the enemy would rashly attack our camp.
After all, doing so is too risky; a slight misstep could lead to a lose-lose situation.
At this point, Chen Feng couldn't help but look into the distance, as if he could see the fierce battle about to begin through the thick fog.
Filled with worry, the group hurried back to the camp.
Throughout the journey, everyone remained silent, but their tense faces and anxious eyes clearly revealed their deep unease.
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