After speaking, Wood no longer responded and instead approached the flame voluntarily.
Bending down, he controlled the tail with his fingertips and picked up a fleeing scorpion from the ground.
He examined it closely, frowning slightly.
"What's wrong, Wood, did you find anything?"
The pungent burnt smell in the air made Hai'an look uncomfortable, as he put away his arrows and asked.
"Young Master, there... is something not quite right here."
The Mist Forest was vast and boundless, with abundant magic power in the air making it a habitat for numerous creatures.
Even the most experienced adventurers wouldn't dare claim they could identify every demon within it.
Let alone the ordinary animals that were diverse and had many subspecies in such a unique environment.
Therefore, Wood did not feel strange seeing this unfamiliar scorpion he had never encountered before.
