With the addition of the Snow Feather Blade Warrior and the Snow Domain Golden Eagle, the isolated monster suffered a devastating attack.
Although monsters were still rushing down from the Mushitage Ice Mountain, the front line on the Pamir Plateau was pushed back, and it wouldn't affect the camp for a while.
On the way back to the camp, Shao Zifeng occasionally sized up the sturdy young man beside him.
Casar's brown curly hair framed his face, and he flashed a bright white-toothed grin, "Captain, what are you looking at?"
Shao Zifeng hesitated, "Are you really Casar?"
It wasn't that Shao Zifeng had a poor memory but rather that the Casar in his memory was younger, yet almost as tall as him when he lived inland, always appearing as a tender, frail, European-looking young man.
