Han Moze and Liu Rushuang attended the banquet held in the grand hall of the mayor's manor.
Meanwhile, Yellow Wolf King, Mountain Sheep King, and Black Cat Queen led their own followers to the Sahara desert.
In additon to the wisps of clouds in the bright blue sky, all they could see were the undulating waves of yellow sand and dessicated trees and leaves.
The Mountain Sheep King arched his back and heaved a few times. "Such a vast desert, how are we meant to know where the Vine King is buried?"
The Yellow Wolf King stuck his tongue out and heaved with his mouth wide open. His gaze looked vicious but he didn't answer.
Black Cat's round eyes glimmered whilst she scanned the hilly sand dunes. "Vine King must be buried somewhere without grass. Wherever that big head is, how could there be any signs of life?" she said in a shrill voice.
