On the rooftop, the breeze gusts gently.
Lin Yue and Bai are quietly waiting for the right moment, their heads covered with sheepskin.
He holds an alloy compound crossbow in his hands, aiming at the ground, while Bai continues to remain vigilant against potential threats.
Lin Yue feels a sense of wonder.
Being at least thirty meters above the ground is an experience he rarely has, and he has never looked directly down at the ground from such a height.
He's grateful he doesn't suffer from acrophobia; this height could instantly be fatal to someone who does.
Having been relocated from the bakery to this elevated position, he has complete control, as opposed to being cornered in that small bakery, where one swift move by the enemy could have put him at a significant disadvantage.
Through the sighting scope, the charred corpse of the monster winged dragon emits wisps of smoke, while the person who was shouting before hasn't stopped, and even seems to intensify in their yelling.
