"And you?" Li Zheng asked Sang Biao, "Did you notice anything at the time?"
"I didn't catch who it was, but I remember the sound came from your direction." Sang Biao was evidently more attentive to details than Feng Yue, though his attention still wasn't quite enough.
"It was that Eagle General with Nato." Li Zheng gazed at the Black Mist rolling above them; it was unclear what time it was in the universe, as no starry sky was visible, everything obscured by the tangible negative emotions.
"Him?" Sang Biao's expression changed, "In the Wilderness, the Eagle General's eagerness for battle is almost as famous as that of the Biao Race, but their reputation is poor, and they will stop at nothing for victory, employing endless schemes and intrigues.
Moreover, they are somewhat lacking in disposition, easily infected by the negative emotions of the Anger Sin Domain, which is why their presence is rarely seen there."
