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Gan Xinglei's voice suddenly rang out, and when Su Han and Zhu Xiong looked towards the source, they found Gan Xinglei crouched on the grass at one side, staring at something on the ground.
They immediately walked over, and Gan Xinglei pointed at the mark in front of him, saying, "There's half an arrow here."
Indeed, lying not far away on the grass was half a broken arrow made of carbon fiber material, a modern bow arrow, surrounded by several dark green fish scales about the size of three fingers, along with lots of mucus and blood.
The grass was a messy scene, with a long drag mark extending into the mist in the opposite direction of Yunling Lake, presumably towards the villa area.
"Did someone fight a monster here and even drag the dead body away?"
The signs of battle were clear, Zhu Xiong quickly surmised what might have happened, but this also meant that there were still some survivors in the villa area who could not be considered weak.
"Su Han, what should we do?"
Zhu Xiong looked at Su Han, who gazed into the mist and said calmly, "Cheng Xiyuan, Gu Shaojie, you guys take the Half-Fish Monster back and lock it in the carriage."
"Yes, boss."
With a few people gone, only Zhu Xiong and Gan Xinglei remained, but the strength of the three was at least First-level Intermediate, which would actually make it more convenient to deal with any situations that arose.
"Let's go over and check it out; we'll recon their situation first."
Armed with their weapons and with the Angel Envoy following, Su Han and the others cautiously followed the marks on the ground.
The Half-Fish Monster that was taken away must have been injured, as there were mucus and fresh blood dripping along the path, but the time since might not be too short, as some of the marks had already dried considerably.
Walking about three hundred meters through the mist, Zhu Xiong estimated the distance and said, "Su Han, this seems to be the direction of the seventh building."
Though they had only seen the map of the villa area yesterday, Zhu Xiong had memorized it well before leaving today—it was part of his skills as an experienced long-distance driver to ensure survival by being familiar with the area.
"Be careful."
Su Han packed the Lamp Tree Crystals into an opaque bag and slipped it into his pocket. Crystals emit light, so the common method of storage is to keep a black bag handy.
Their light concealed, the mist quickly enveloped them, completely surrounding the three, and a sense of oppression began to overwhelm them, as if a stone lay upon their chests.
However, as Contractors, such a sense of oppression was not enough to make them lose control; their minds remained steadfast.
Leading the way, they continued to follow the marks, and in the midst of the mist, the dark silhouette of a villa emerged before them.
"There's something on the door."
Approaching the same courtyard structure, the three immediately noticed the setup on the fence wall: ropes, and bells and cans tied together.
Gan Xinglei whispered, "There really are people inside, what do we do?"
"Break the door."
With a punch from the Four-armed Corpse, the door collapsed with a roar, and the Four-armed Corpse charged in, as two dark figures suddenly attacked, lunging directly at it.
Surprise flashed in Su Han's eyes as he realized there were two corpses. Were there two people here?
The opponents' Angel Envoy corpses were exceedingly fast and aimed for the vital areas of the Four-armed Corpse.
The Four-armed Corpse stood unyielding and swung a heavy punch, colliding with the two attacking corpses.
There was a snapping sound as the opposing Angel Envoy corpses' bones broke, flinging them back against the wall with a dull thud.
The other Angel Envoy corpse received a direct hammering to the chest and was slammed to the ground, its ribs broken, though how many was unclear.
Su Han didn't intend to finish them off, so the Four-armed Corpse just used its fists instead of wielding Pu knives, but the impact of the collision was unexpectedly solid.
They were so resistant to being beaten, and both were First-level Intermediate.
He looked closer and suddenly his pupils constricted as he noticed scales on the Angel Envoy corpses—an emerald two-finger-wide fish scale on their chests and shoulders, similar to the Half-Fish Monster.
Something was off.
With a sharp intuition that something was amiss, Su Han immediately commanded, "Four-armed Corpse, capture them."
Following the order, the Four-armed Corpse grabbed the fish-scale corpse that had just stood up, its hand gripping its head like an iron hoop.
Holding the fish-scale corpse, it strode toward the one nearly cornered against the wall. Just as it was about to be grabbed, suddenly a voice came from the staircase: "We surrender, we're not monsters."
The Four-armed Corpse was unfazed, seizing the other corpse, while Su Han looked toward the source of the voice, spotting two women with bows and arrows standing at the staircase, alert, one in front of the other.
"Put the bows and arrows on the ground, then come over here,"
Su Han's gaze settled on the second woman; she was the one who had spoken, and she was clearly the one in charge.
The woman in front, clothed in black sportswear, robust in stature with a vaguely protective stance toward the woman in white, was clearly acting on instinct to shield her.
"Okay, we'll do as you say. It was just a misunderstanding, caused by your sudden entrance," the woman said calmly, tossing her bow and arrow to the ground without hesitation as she explained.
Up close and indoors, even a proficient archer couldn't be effective.
Especially since they were merely archery hobbyists, not warriors.
The two women raised their hands and slowly descended the staircase, their eyes vigilant as they observed the three intruders, continuously assessing the situation in their minds.
Su Han sized up the two women. The first, a dignified-looking woman with a serious face and straight posture, was clearly professionally trained with muscles more pronounced than an average girl's.
The second woman had long hair tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, was tall, fair-skinned, and wore a long-sleeved sports jacket. Her eyes shifted subtly, showing no panic but rather a sense of liveliness.