On the grasslands, the sheriff, his deputy, Zhang Heng, and Wendy sat around the campfire.
The miners and farmers from Bliss Town were sitting next to them. Although the two sides decided to work together, they had not worked on their communication. They were each doing their own things and still looked at each other with hatred.
A look of worry flashed across the sheriff's face.
"What's going on?" Zhang Heng asked.
"We still lack manpower, and most of us here are inexperienced fighters as well. And the worst part is that there is an internal conflict between us. If we fight Cook in such a state, I am afraid there's a high chance that we will lose."
Zhang Heng did not answer the sheriff's question, asking instead, "Do you know a lot about Cook?"
