Edited by Aelryinth
Wang Bo had a frustrated look on his face, carrying a slight hint of regret as he walked to the back of the army camp unwillingly and sat down. About a hundred unlucky beastmasters were already gathered here due to their subdued beasts getting wiped out and having no choice but to withdraw.
He didn't try to talk to anyone, only sitting on a rough rock with his legs tucked in. His head was lowered, seemingly still drowning in his feelings of frustration.
Nobody noticed that Wang Bo's gaze was in fact emitting a hint of a strange splendor. In the end, he unintentionally curled his lips up into a very faint smile.
"The people in this world actually have such weak minds?"
