The guard trembled in fear when he heard A Lu Zhi's words. He came to this village two months ago and was fortunate enough to be recruited as a guard, but he was still afraid of the Xiuluo tribe. Suppressing the fear in his heart, he glanced at A Lu Zhi's gloomy face and knew that those villagers were finished.
When he arrived at the village square, Xu Xiang found that this place was actually built as an open space, and it was spacious enough to accommodate thousands of people. This village square should be built to celebrate festivals or important events.
After looking around the village square for a while, Xu Xiang saw a large group of people crowding there while talking in low voices. A Lu Zhi clicked his tongue in annoyance, and then walked up to his eldest brother.
"Eldest Brother." He called A Lu Da from a distance.
