Rusty Dragon

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

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In front of the tent stood a well-dressed, middle-aged man.

Seeing Jason approach him, the other party bowed, and then, with a gesture, he asked,

Jason expressed the number he wanted.

Instantly, the middle-aged man grasped a tacit understanding of Jason's intentions.

The other party lifted the curtain of the tent and made a gesture of invitation.

Jason took a step forward and went in, while the curtain behind him fell slowly.

Immediately, the noise outside vanished without the slightest hint passing through.

With a normal piece of curtain, it would have been simply impossible to achieve such a feat.

It was very obvious. This would be the power of the mysterious side.

But what Jason was most concerned about was actually something that was right before his eyes… starlight!

As he stood inside the tent this very moment, there was a starry sky overhead.

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