บท 125: Chapter 125 There's No Cure for a Sharp Tongue

As the saying goes, "fine words butter no parsnips," Suming's good intentions, when they reached He's ears, were mistaken for a sign of Suming's lack of confidence. If he were not lacking in strength, why would he bother calling out instead of charging out and exterminating them on the spot?

"Playing this game with me, you're still too green!" A fierce look flashed in his eyes as he crouched and slowly backed into the forest, planning to find cover to hide behind and then take action depending on the situation.

In the deep forest, there were far too many places to take cover; everywhere were large trees that two or three people could barely get their arms around. With a quick movement, He hid behind a tree, revealing only part of his face as he peered through binoculars towards the waterfall.

Just as he was watching, from deep within the jungle suddenly came a buzzing sound that grew louder and closer.

He swiftly turned his head to look, and at that glance, he was stunned.