It's hard to describe Xia Nan's feelings at this moment with words.
A gentle breeze brushed past the treetops, the swaying branches rustling, the calls and alerts of teammates, the unknown insect chirping from deep within the grass...
Accompanied by a heart rate that seemed about to leap out of his chest, everything descended into a dead silence.
The world before his eyes appeared to have frozen in that instant.
On a certain tree branch, a usually cautious squirrel, which would usually dive into a tree hole at the slightest stir, was trembling on the spot. Its chest was pressed so firmly against the bark that its skin seemed to transform, as if trying to merge its small body with the tree.
Its rear end was raised high, while its bushy tail covered its head in a comical and woeful attempt to hide.
Xia Nan's stance faced his teammates, with his back to the direction of the approaching roar.
Thus, he could clearly see the reaction of each member of the team at this moment.
