Under the pitch-black night sky, in the vast forest, a person was concealed high up in a tree, merging with the trunk and hard to distinguish under the blurry moonlight, a pair of distinctly black and white eyes continuously flickering with signs of intelligence. He coldly watched his surroundings. It was Luo Zheng, who had stayed behind to observe.
An hour went by and there were no disturbances from the enemy; two hours went by and still no disturbances. Luo Zheng started to wonder, could he be overly apprehensive? He looked up at the night sky; the moon was gradually being obscured by dark clouds, and the night grew even denser. If it weren't for the night vision device, he wouldn't be able to see anything at all.
