Silence.
The silence of the night.
The patrolling warriors had just walked by, without a word, and the sound of their footsteps gradually faded away.
In the camp not far away, there was no sound for a long time, occasionally the sound of snoring could be heard, completely devoid of the day's usual noise.
Crickets chirping and birds singing, the sounds of nature in the forest.
Beside her, Shengzi and Ding Jing were lying down, making no sound, breathing steadily, not knowing if they were really asleep.
Mo Shangjun turned her head, glanced at them, her brows slightly knitted.
It wasn't until just now when Shengzi said, "I can do it too," that she suddenly realized—they were not within her protection scope.
She subconsciously included them in the range of people she should protect.
