Shi Feiyang's expression was grave, his face stern as frost, lowering his voice as if squeezing each word through clenched teeth to remind everyone: "Everyone must be cautious, this terrain is treacherous, like the mouth of a giant beast hidden with countless menacing fangs, potentially lurking with fatal danger."
His voice was deep and serious, carrying an indisputable authority, enveloped in an invisible pressure, weighing heavily on the hearts of the people. Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, their spines tingling, and they instinctively gripped their weapons tightly, palms instantly slick with sweat, which silently trickled through their fingers, "drip, drip," dropping onto the cold ground and sounding exceptionally clear in this silent atmosphere.
