Only Edmond smiled. He slowly made his way to the treehouse at the very top, his gaze looking towards the south.
He looked and looked.
His expression became serious.
..
"It looks like they were just passing by chance. It has nothing to do with us."
A few people from Red Mountain came to this conclusion after observing for a while.
Red Mountain had sent over a dozen representatives to negotiate this time. The leader was a warrior named Jeffries.
Of course, both sides knew that there was a Red Mountain troop hidden in the mountains of the West Valley.
There were more than two hundred of them, and they were the ones who had threatened the Southern Trade Station.
Jeffries returned to the negotiation table impatiently.
He and the other three from Rolling Stone Town stared at each other for a while. He couldn't help but frown and ask the person beside him,
"Where was I?"
The attendant beside him added,
