"This is the most powerful human gathering place in the mountains, thousands of miles away—the center of Origin Territory!"
As they spoke, the two guards involuntarily looked up again, trying to gauge the other party's reaction to decide their next move. However, in that split second, their hearts gave a violent lurch when they met the leader's gaze.
From a distance, the oppressive aura this man brought was almost non-existent. He barely exuded the vibe of a so-called bandit. Up close, however, those bloodshot eyes were like those of a wild beast. A single glance was enough to send chills down one's spine.
"Damn it... Is this guy a real bandit?!" the short guard muttered to himself, just as a slightly muffled voice reached his ears.
"I'm looking for Marshal Wang. He owes me a debt, and I'm gonna collect!"
"Marshal Wang?" The short guard froze for a moment and answered subconsciously. "Didn't Marshal Wang run off a long time ago? His territory even got a new Lord!"
