"Alright, I'll listen to you what you have to say. However, I'll make things clear first. We of the Beast Tribe want at least two slots. If you can't satisfy our demand, you can be assured that we'll lay waste to everything here!" the beast known as the White Overlord sneered coldly.
The original body of the beast was a white fox that spanned a length of ten meters. Even without exerting any strength, its very presence seemed to send shudders through space.
If it really went berserk, it was likely that it could bring massive devastation upon at least half of the crowd in the square.
"To ask for two slots right from the start, don't you think you are being a little too greedy?" a middle-aged man floating above the Master Teacher Pavilion faction sneered back.
"So what?" The White Overlord turned to look at the middle-aged man, and a malicious air burst forth from it, jolting onlookers' souls.
