What's the situation?
Rhode and Lize came to a halt and exchanged looks. At this moment, Joey murmured his way out of the campsite miserably and his face was bruised with blood flowing out from his nostrils. He spotted Rhode and Lize and ran up to them hurriedly. "Boss?! Boss, you're finally back! Why didn't you tell us earlier? Let me tell you. Today, Miss Lize commanded our ambush so well against the idiots of the Southern Legion… Frankly speaking, I was a little worried from the start, but I never expected that Miss Lize would do this great…"
"Alright, I know about this," Rhode gestured and pointed to the campsite. "What's happening inside?"
"There…" Joey's blooming smile faded instantly like a withering eggplant. He let out a bitter smile and rubbed his badly battered face awkwardly. "Actually, it's much nothing, Sir. The captives are just causing a ruckus…"
