Reveling in the service of being tucked in Mu Ying's embrace, Gungun gave a smug look at Shi Yin perched on her shoulder.
Shi Yin figurine: "Humph, crafty mimic!"
Mu Ying had no idea, but he had noticed that this scheming Iron-eating Beast had been eyeing it for several weeks; it definitely had been plotting from the start.
Considering that it was Mu Ying's animal companion, he hadn't made a fuss about it.
Mu Ying was completely unaware of the legal dispute between Gungun and Shi Yin, as she was busily driving the ox cart out of the plantation camp.
The stone steps in the woods were not easy for the ox cart, so she had changed the meeting point to the end of the gravel road outside the forest.
By now, all 50 players who had successfully accepted the territory task had arrived.
"Moo!"
The clear bellow of the Old Yellow Bull attracted their attention.
