'It really is the one!'
Fang Han was ecstatic, but his eyes grew colder and calmer, like a frozen lake.
He took a slow breath, suppressing the urge to charge forward. He carefully observed his surroundings, searching for the perfect angle and moment to strike.
The thousand-year-old ginseng possessed abundant Spiritual Energy. At the slightest disturbance, it would escape into the earth. He had to succeed in a single strike!
He concealed his aura to the absolute limit and crept closer.
Fifty yards... forty yards... thirty yards...
Like the most cunning cheetah, he silently closed the distance. His gaze was locked on the thousand-year-old ginseng as he calculated the perfect time and range to attack.
'Just need to get within twenty yards!'
From there, he was confident he could rush the thousand-year-old ginseng before it had time to react.
Just as he was about to close within twenty yards...
...the situation changed abruptly!
