Chapter 163: Dangerous Person (Part III)

"Damn it!"

Rosdi cursed fiercely in his heart. The opponent had already placed a hand on Will's shoulder. With his strength, crushing Will's neck would naturally be an effortless task. Seeing this, Rosdi could not help but frown. After hesitating for a moment in his heart, he finally nodded and said, "Fine, then we will have to trouble you along the way..."

"Hey, no need for formalities!"

The man gave a soft laugh and immediately released Will.

The opponent's arm moved away, yet Will walked up to Rosdi's side as if nothing had happened, bent down to pick up his own belongings, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Will whispered a sentence to Rosdi. The content was very simple, but upon hearing it, the grave expression on Rosdi's face grew even heavier, because what Will said was: "Rank Five!"

A Rank Five Grand Soul Master!

Just a guy responsible for close combat had already reached the level of a Rank Five Grand Soul Master? What about the others? What kind of strength did they possess?

Rosdi took a deep breath, his mind a complete mess.

The six of them packed up their things very quickly. Taking advantage of this moment, Will walked alone to the spot where they had previously rested, buried the freshly extinguished campfire completely with sand and soil, and then pulled a dagger from his chest, carving a scorpion-like pattern on a nearby tree before slowly walking back and standing beside Rosdi.

"Are you ready?"

The close-combat man smiled at Will. He naturally saw Will's actions; of course, Will's purpose in doing this was precisely to let them see it.

"Ready... Can we leave now?"

The expression on Will's face was extremely natural. He turned his head to glance at Rosdi and gave him a faint smile. Although Rosdi did not understand what Will had done earlier, he was smart enough not to ask, nodding naturally instead.

Without any further issues, the group immediately set off and left the place.

Although the two parties had reached an agreement to travel together, once they set out, the two groups naturally split into a front and rear formation. Will and Rosdi walked in front, while the six so-called people walked behind.

"Big Snake!"

The close-combat man suddenly drew closer to the man responsible for long-range combat. Without any expression on his face, he asked in a very soft voice, as if talking to himself: "Did you see that? What was that little brat carving on the tree just now?"

"It's the emblem of the Battle Scorpion!"

Big Snake answered very concisely and immediately shut his mouth. Upon hearing Big Snake's words, the close-combat man immediately turned his head toward the leader.

"Boss, what do you think?" the close-combat man asked.

"Hound, as long as it's something we don't need to get tangled up in, try not to get involved. Regardless of whether those two people are members of the Battle Scorpion or not, as long as they don't get in our way, just pretend we didn't see anything at all!"

The leader's voice, much like his eyes, did not carry the slightest trace of human emotion. This dry voice sounded as harsh as two steel plates rubbing against each other. However, Hound was long used to this; he nodded and immediately closed his mouth, following the leader's instructions to let nature take its course and pretend he had seen nothing!

..................

"Will, what was that thing you carved just now?"

Before they had walked very far, Rosdi could no longer hold back and hurriedly asked Will.

"Nothing, I just carved the emblem of the Battle Scorpion Mercenary Corps on it..."

Will answered very naturally. But looking at Rosdi's expression, he could see that the fellow clearly failed to understand the purpose behind what he had done...

Sighing, Will explained to Rosdi: "I had no other choice. You saw it yourself—when we mentioned that we were also heading to the Variegated Stone Forest, what was the reaction of those guys? They also said they were going to the Variegated Stone Forest. Judging by the close-combat man's reaction, they seemed worried about whether we might hinder them or become involved in whatever business they were undertaking! And just as you imagined, they are not a mercenary corps, but rather an assassination squad akin to mercenaries. Out of habit, they are unwilling to let outsiders come into contact with the details of the mission they are executing. Perhaps this mission isn't considered much of a secret, which is why they didn't stir up trouble or give us a hard time!"

"Then what is the use of carving the Battle Scorpion emblem here?"

Though somewhat agreeing with Will's words, Rosdi still failed to understand his approach.

"The Battle Scorpion Mercenary Corps is S-rank. Whoever hears this name is bound to exercise some caution. I carved the Battle Scorpion emblem with the intention of telling them that we are merely advance scouts for the Battle Scorpion, and that there are others following behind. If anything happens to us here, the Battle Scorpion behind us will certainly notice!"

Will sighed softly. Such an action of his was actually nothing more than a deterrent; as for whether it could truly play a role, it was hard to say.

Hearing Will's explanation, a sharp glint suddenly flashed across Rosdi's eyes. Toward the young man before him, Rosdi felt a genuine and heartfelt admiration. Initially, this was merely because Will had saved his life, but the events of these past few days continuously reminded Rosdi that this youth was by no means as simple as he had imagined!

"Then, what about us next!?"

Rosdi asked Will once again. Unconsciously, Rosdi had forgotten the age gap between himself and Will, instead deep down regarding Will as a figure with leadership talent comparable to Qiao!

"Next?"

Will muttered these words, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed softly, saying, "Let nature take its course, and just pretend we didn't see anything!"

...................

"Bang!"

Pepero and Bebeful parted ways once again. They could no longer remember how many times they had clashed, but frustratingly, no matter what methods either side used, neither managed to inflict any heavy damage on the other. There were quite a few wounds on the bodies of the two beauties, but most were extremely minor scratches of no consequence. If they continued to fight like this, the two of them would inevitably fall into a prolonged war of attrition!

This was naturally something Bebeful, who wished to resolve the battle quickly, was unwilling to accept! And Pepero felt the same way, though what she wanted was not to finish off Bebeful quickly, but rather to get away from this repressed woman as quickly as possible!

To be honest, although Miss Pepero had a bad temper, there were very few people she genuinely found repulsive, because in her mind, things mostly fell into two extremes: either she liked them, or she loathed them. As it happened, toward this Bebeful, Pepero neither liked her nor loathed her, and the reason for this was...

Bebeful was a les, the legendary lesbian, and notoriously promiscuous. Not only that, this Bebeful also had a bizarre quirk: while she liked women, she preferred even more to toy with the corpses of dead women. Every time she thought of this, Pepero felt a chill run down the back of her neck and her stomach churn with nausea. If not for her stubborn desire to settle who was superior in terms of speed with her opponent, she probably wouldn't even have been willing to touch this woman with a barge pole!