Zhanye practically ran away. Shile, who was guarding outside the tent, stared at Zhanye who ran out in less than a minute and then pulled him over.

“Why did you come out so soon?” Shile stared at Zhanye. He had watched Zhanye go into the tent just now. He hadn’t had time to fantasize about anything, but this guy had come out already?

Zhanye’s face was burning hot. After being pulled aside by Shile, his eyes were nervous and shy.

“…” What kind of expression was that?

“What did you do in there?” Shile looked at Zhanye inquisitively. If it hadn’t been for the short duration, he would have thought that Zhanye had done something shameful in the tent.

Zhanye hastily shook his head.

“I… I didn’t do anything.”

Shile narrowed his eyes, obviously not believing his words.

He did nothing and her face was as red as a monkey’s butt?

Shile was just about to “torture” Zhanye when there was a commotion in the camp.

A small figure unexpectedly appeared by the campfire where all the teenagers sat, attracting all the attention.

It was a small person dressed in dark purple clothes. His petite hands were crossed in front of his chest, and his delicate face was covered with crystal clear tears.

“Where did this kid come from?” Zhanye and Shile rushed over and looked at the little guy who was not even as tall as their waists in surprise.

The little fellow seemed to have been greatly frightened after being surrounded by a group of teenagers. His small body curled up, and tears flashed in his big watery eyes. His pitiful appearance could not help but make people feel heartache.

“Hey, little kid, who are you?” One of the teenagers went up and asked.

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However, the moment he asked that question, the little guy burst into tears.

“Wuhuhu…”

Hearing the sad cries, the group of teenagers panicked. All of them stood rooted on the spot, not knowing what to do.

“You… Don’t cry! We mean you no harm.” As the leader of the Flaming Red Squad, Zhanye immediately stepped forward, but the little fellow retreated in fright. Zhanye immediately realized that his tall body might have accidentally pressured the little fellow, so he simply crouched down and tried to put on a gentle and friendly face.

It had to be said that Zhanye’s IQ was still quite high when away from Shen Yanxiao.

Zhanye’s actions calmed the frightened little guy a little. The little guy then blinked his big watery eyes and looked at Zhanye with his small mouth slightly pursed.

That appearance made Zhanye’s heart ache.

“What’s your name? Why are you here? Are you lost?” Zhanye patiently and gently asked.

The little fellow sobbed and looked at Zhanye, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Shile stared at the little fellow for a while and noticed something strange.

“Zhanye… this little guy, he seems… to be not an undead.” Shile’s voice was a little nervous.

Not an undead?

All the teenagers were stunned. Zhanye, who was closest to the little fellow, found that there was no aura of death on the little cutie in front of him. Instead, there was a very strange smell that was full of vitality.

In the Howling Abyss, apart from undeads, there were only undead creatures. Both would emit death energy, but this symbolic aura did not radiate from this little fellow.

Evidently, Shile’s guess was correct.

The little guy who intruded into their camp was not their kind!