Moxiu had originally wanted to go to the outside world, but it was already night time.
Flipping through the notebook in his hand, he recorded the appearance, habits, and some skills of the eight races.
As he was walking and looking, he only took a simple look and subconsciously focused on the information about the cats.
The more he looked, the more he felt that Little Fu Shun was a cat, and his identity as a Heaven Devouring Beast had long been confirmed.
As long as Little Fushun could return to the Cat Clan, he would become the seventh Beast King. At that time, he would have no choice but to become an enemy.
As he walked, Mo Xiu hesitated. Should he stay in the Imperial Family for another night or go to the outside world?
Moxiu had never liked his plans to be interrupted. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the outside world to take a look at the situation. He would head to the north tomorrow morning.
