Lu Benwei was also very surprised.
After thinking for a while, he realized that the humans here did not seem to have the concept of monsters and demonic beasts. They were collectively called ferocious beasts.
"Sir, I think you might have misunderstood something," the giant scorpion said, "Our races and lineages have different beliefs and ideals. After all, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. However, the human race collectively calls us ferocious beasts."
Lu Benwei understood the concept of this mainland.
The giant scorpion was flying close to the ground.
The setting sun pierced through the sky. The long night was about to end, and dawn had arrived.
"There, we've arrived at the Ji Tribe."
In the distance ahead, a stone stronghold was rooted in the crimson ground. Rows of horse barricades were placed around the camp, ready to resist the enemy at any time.
