"Sorry." Qi Yuan's voice was somewhat low.
He really hadn't expected this trip into the mountains to be so fraught with difficulties.
It was one thing to spend days without a trace of the Mutant Beast.
But when they finally encountered it today, they almost fell into a life-and-death situation.
In this dense fog, what use were they, Martial Artists who could only rely on their fists and feet to capture their prey?
"Once we get back, I'll ask Master how to train my eyesight better. In these mountains, insufficient eyesight is a big disadvantage."
"I need to practice with weapons too. If my eyesight and archery skills were superior, and I could hit that red-haired creature with one arrow, together we should have been able to take it down." Summarizing the gains and losses of this expedition, Qi Yuan spoke again.
"We're still too weak."
