In the Blackmarsh Wilderness, somewhere near Icefield.
The road was muddy due to the melted snow. Long Yuehong felt like he was driving along the edge of a swamp.
Shang Jianyao—who was on the right side of the backseat—leaned forward and asked Long Yuehong and Bai Chen in front of him with interest, "Do you have a sense of déjà vu?"
Long Yuehong thought for a moment before replying, "Back when we encountered the Blackmarsh Iron Snake?"
Back when the swamp expanded, it almost swallowed the corresponding path.
Shang Jianyao nodded in satisfaction. "That's right. I still remember that you were especially nervous back then. You seemed like you had forgotten how to use a gun and almost peed yourself."
"There was no such thing!" Long Yuehong immediately retorted. "That was the first time I encountered danger. It left a deep impression on me; it's definitely not as you said."