In the profound starry sky, the Goddess stood silently, her eyes slightly open. A strand of her hair drifted from her side and merged into the disk she held in her palm.
The disk burst forth with beams of light, and a red glow descended upon the land…
「In the Northern Wilderness, about three hundred miles north of the Bear Hug Clan's Royal Court.」
On a gentle slope, Wu Wang sat in a carriage, with a row of Priests standing behind him, followed by rows of sturdy wolf riders.
The atmosphere was originally somewhat tense until a SLURP sound came from the jade straw at Wu Wang's lips.
Lin Suqing asked, "Young Master, what are we waiting for here?"
"An ore deposit."
Wu Wang spoke calmly and placed the glass cup in his hand onto the low table beside him.
Sitting on the other side of the low table, Ling Xiaolan was, of course, completely baffled.
"It's coming."
