"Does everyone from the Mu Family rush into danger without fear of death?" Wu Qiuyun shook his head again, helplessly following behind them.
Following the steep and rugged mountain path to the bottom of the valley, the way was filled with strangely shaped rocks. Mu Hanyan was walking swiftly, as if not worried at all about the dangers ahead. Mu Cheng followed behind him, still looking around without a care in the world.
Wu Qiuyun, listening to the howling wind between the valleys and the deep roars of beasts carried by the wind, was extremely nervous.
Before coming here, the elders of his family had repeatedly warned him about the dangers of the Exotic Beast Valley, and Duan Tianya had also reminded them just a moment ago. He was naturally cautious. Every time he saw a bizarre rock ahead, he felt danger lurking behind it, and his hand would unconsciously tighten around the hilt of his sword, inadvertently breaking out in a cold sweat.
