It was drizzling, and the sudden change in climate didn't affect the two of them, who had formed a temporary Alliance, as they moved forward and explored the living corpse swamp.
Grey was wearing a short cloak. Most of his attention was on exploring the path ahead, while a small part of his attention was on calculating how much he had lost.
He had no choice. During the negotiation earlier, he was completely suppressed by little Cheng-song's imposing manner.
At that time, he was holding the magic book in his hand and summoning his followers, as if he would start fighting if he didn't agree.Because from what he knew, mages were all very cautious.
Since the other party dared to be so arrogant, he must have something to rely on.
"It shouldn't be a loss ..."
