Chapitre 242: Into the Wilds

Ren and the others thought that they would enter the forest but stopped in their tracks when Shurna came out of the gate with her group of hunters.

Orakh's back shot straight, chest high, and muscles bulged while he gave way to Shurna and her group. He seemed like a peacock trying to empress a ladybird.

Meanwhile, Draki smirked at his sister's bandage arm.

"Are you going to hunt with an injured arm, sister?"

The point of Shurna's spear thudded hard on the ground, but her face remained calm as her voice. "Drought doesn't wait for anyone, bother. Not an injured arm . . ."

Shurna briefly looked at Draki's leg and smiled knowingly. "Or an injured foot."

Draki simply hid the bandage on his ankle while his eyes shot in different directions to see if someone was looking at him.