The crisp moonlight fell on Karst Stone Mountain, as if draping a layer of silver veil over the stone mountain. Slowly, a head peeked out from behind an inconspicuous rock, its face smeared with camouflage paint. A pair of eyes, clear in their black and white distinction, flickered with a cautious light as a steel gun was slowly raised, aiming and continuously scanning the flat terrain ahead, which was clearly visible with only the gentle breeze swaying the low grass, all around was dead silent.
Luo Zheng carefully scanned the area for a while but found nothing; his expression grew more solemn. Feelings of unrest only arose when danger was imminent. Just now, he had completely relaxed, entering a serene state of emptiness. In such a relaxed state, one's sixth sense became sharper. Trusting his feelings, he continued to search the area ahead while whispering into his headset, "Do you see anything suspicious?"
"No, what's up?" Lan Xue whispered back.
