Tip Off. Crisis.

Edited by Aelryinth

While the beastmasters in this area had settled down and were about to have their dinner, Zhang Che stood on a mountain a dozen or so kilometers away, waiting for the Purple Crystal Tortoise to dig into the mountain and create a safe place for him to rest for the night.

Looking over the lands from high up, the beastmasters' tents could be seen separated into groups, making for an impressive scene.

The young beastmaster they encountered earlier must have hated the Black Locust Tree Hall to the bones. He actually drew so many people here!

Regrettably, if that beastmaster was to learn of the situation here, heavens knew if he would vomit blood from anger.

In his original plan, he hoped to see a huge conflict between the Black Locust Tree Hall and the masses, and a great battle between them leading to the deaths of many. Alas, none of that happened.