"Lord."
Qiao Yuanshan hastened into the study.
Wen Yusheng, who was dealing with estate affairs, smiled at him, "Mr. Qiao, you're back? Did you go to the ancient Beastman battlefield? Did you see any Demonic Beasts?"
"Yes, we did."
Qiao Yuanshan nodded solemnly.
He deliberately closed the door.
This act unsettled Wen Yusheng, causing him to sit upright and ask earnestly, "The round trip... took no more than ten hours, right? Which means you didn't venture far into the Beastman ancient battleground. Did you encounter Demonic Beasts in the immediate vicinity? Was there any danger?"
"Danger…"
Qiao Yuanshan shook his head, "No."
"It seems like you bumped into a couple of wandering Demonic Beasts—but didn't get spotted…"
"Not one or two, but fourteen Skeleton Demonic Beasts. Moreover, we…or rather, Martial Saint Li, fought with them."
Qiao Yuanshan stated solemnly.
"Fight!? Fourteen Skeleton Demonic Beasts!?"
Wen Yusheng was taken aback, "Martial Saint Li? Alone!?"
