On the boundless Prairie, a small black dot was moving slowly. If you looked closely, you would see that the black dot was a team of 200 horses. Although there were 200 horses, there were only 40 riders. However, these people were all strong and sturdy. One look and you could tell that they were all Masters.
This group of people was, of course, Zhao Hai's group. Ever since Zhao Hai's words, their group had been silent. They wanted to verify Zhao Hai's words and see if they were true.
Zhao Hai did not react. He was still doing what a botanist should do, monitoring the surrounding situation every day. To Zhao Hai's surprise, they had been advancing like this for three days, but in these three days, not a single cavalry of the wolf Soul Kingdom had come within ten miles of them. This was somewhat beyond Zhao Hai's expectations.
