The two people returned as the sun was rising.
They could not hide the excited and happy expressions on their faces.
They composed themselves when they got near, then sauntered toward the party as though nothing happened.
Several bonfires were burning on the empty land. The Taoist masters and cultivators were lying on the ground while rubbing their full stomachs and burping. Some were cleaning their teeth casually with toothpicks.
"Truly delicious!" Several Taoist masters were reminiscing the taste.
The warlocks were all tied up in one corner. They drooped their heads, and they did not have the strength or motivation to shout or curse.
They were regretting their decision to sneak attack the Huaxianese forces.
At the same time, they were furious.
"Dammit, who said that the Dragon is in his twenties? F*ck their mother, he's even younger!" An elderly warlock cursed.
