Tonglou felt that Lord Shiya was simply giving him a hard time.
He was indeed born by the side of a furnace, but whether that furnace was made of copper, he really wasn't sure.
Like many of the tribe members who couldn't identify their parents, the elders of the tribe casually picked a name they saw and gave it to him, and that was his name.
However, no matter what, this was an order from Lord Shiya.
Not daring to neglect the task, he immediately called his brothers after he stepped back, went back to the room to grab their tools, carried their long and short spears past the checkpoint, and entered the forest south of Qing Shi County.
A group of ten men.
Following their leader out, all the Looters were excited.
But since that retreat, they had been digging pits and building houses here, or watching the slaves doing the same, bored to the point of rusting away.
"Boss, where are we heading?"
"South!"
One dark-faced, burly man said excitedly,
"Are we finally moving south?"