"These three fellows are lucky; it won't be long before they can settle in the Northern Lands."
Muo Yin also looked towards the Tri-Headed Race Leader; the clan's decisions are out of reach for someone like them, a Thousand Captain; it's all discussions among the Clan Elders, even the Myriarch merely acts upon orders.
"Myriarch, what is our next task?"
"It's simple, when the Bo Division Flying Ship returns, give it a strike."
Muo Long spoke lightly, but Muo Yin froze, his gaze falling again on the three fellows outside.
"What those three guys said before is true? So we really have to take down the Bo Division Flying Ship?"
Muo Long didn't say more; its knowing is limited.
Half a year ago, when it came, news just arrived from south of Yongyi in the clan; they learned about the sounding of the Kui Ox War Drum.
Therefore, he was dispatched here to sweep the Northern Lands, and in passing, probe around the Northern Lands.
