Lu Li was heartbroken that he had to throw a bomb.
The drop rate of Starwood was already extremely low and he only carried three spares on him. That single throw was worth hundreds of gold coins.
Bathran, I’ve sacrificed so much to burn you down. You better repay me well for this. Otherwise, even if you manage to reincarnate, I’ll cut you down and use you for firewood as payment.
When Lu Li got out, he immediately rushed straight to Maestra’s Post.
Why didn’t go to burn down Bathran? Because Bathran was already dead and couldn’t run away, but the Orcs would immediately start running away.
They had been discovered, so naturally, they would be trying to escape.
"Lord, I have important news."
Lu Li returned to his Night Elf form as he approached Maestra’s Post. He grabbed a human soldier’s shoulder and panted as he explained the situation.
