章節 117: The Death Snipe Is In Process

 When Qiao Zishan was discussing the action plan with the others, Vigilante A sat with crossed legs on a nearby stone, cultivating as he mediated. Sir System would never waste even a second of cultivation time.

The Black and Yellow Dog took the task of protecting their owner without needing any prompts. They scanned the area for danger, taking up the responsibility of ensuring their owner's safety.

Xue Ba the Yellow Dog hid between nearby rocks, entirely covering its tracks. Both of its ears stood straight, its nose twitching occasionally, picking up any foreign smells. On the other hand, Brett the Black Dog sneaked among the bushes, ready to pounce at any given moment. However, the grass in the winter is less dense, and could not fully provide its black body the cover it needed.

When Qiao Zishan and the others were discussing, they did not shy away from Vigilante A. Thus, all of their words landed in Fang Ning's ears.