"Ji Wu Shuang and the others might be too nervous…"
When Sun Yi Fan thought of this, he felt less pressured.
On his first solo mission, even though he had gathered quite a bit of intelligence and even had a map, Sun Yi Fan still felt uneasy, unsure of how to respond if he encountered other people.
"Rustle~!"
At that moment, a faint sound came from the distance.
Sun Yi Fan's relaxed heart immediately tensed up again.
"Who's there?!"
From afar, he shouted loudly, drawing his weapon while shifting his weight back, ready to flee at any moment.
A moment later, a thin man, looking to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, emerged from the bushes. He was carrying a bamboo basket made from branches on his back.
"Big brother, were you calling me?" The man said bewilderedly.
"Who are you, and what are you sneaking around here for?!" Sun Yi Fan shouted.