C1621 Arrogant People Need Capital

Ye Rong sat on the ground while leaning against a large tree in the forest. He was breathing heavily and his body was trembling slightly. One could see the extreme fear on his face. It was clear that he was scared of something.

He held the bag made of silver thread tightly in his hands. His fingers had turned white from exerting too much strength.

Three hundred meters to the right of him