Large beads of cold sweat fell from Luo Zheng's forehead, landing on his arm and the dry leaves on the ground, making a faint sound. Sunlight filtered through the dense foliage, casting mottled shadows on Luo Zheng, like butterflies dancing gracefully. Everyone stared in horror at the land mine on the ground, eyes full of despair. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and they could hear each other's heartbeats.
Ghost Hand landed on the ground with eyes wide, face pale, filled with regret and shame, his mouth agape but unable to utter a word. Both Mountain Eagle and Snow Leopard were shocked, staring at the land mine speechless. It was Lan Xue who snapped out of it, realizing the land mine hadn't exploded immediately; she shouted, "Quick, find a large stone."
