Xia Nan did not deliberately hide his presence.
He just slightly adjusted his position towards that broken wooden door after perceiving the situation, making it easier to observe everyone's location.
Because of this, the captain of the Blood Blade Squad, "Marcus," managed to catch a glimpse of that fierce figure carrying dual swords in the crowd.
His wary gaze met the dark eyes that seemed like a deep forest pool.
A brief exchange and then apart.
"Gorg, I told you to stop, are you deaf?!"
Turning sharply, Marcus chided the half orc beside him, who was still itching to act against the girl in the secret compartment, in an unusually severe tone.
Not knowing what had happened, but the captain's abnormal behavior, bolstered by the vicious means they had accumulated over time, restored some reason to the almost desire-driven half orc Gorg.
"Chief, how can...?"
The burly pale green body awkwardly froze in place, emitting a confused and frustrated growl.
"I said, stop."
