"Mr. Levi, your reputation has spread far and wide across the Wilderness. While this reputation has granted you a brief period of peace, I've caught wind that the natives are trying to form a Wilderness Alliance Army, and their objective is self-evident."
A breeze stirred in the Wilderness, blowing Baisitina's white hair back to reveal her smooth forehead and small, serious face.
Her tone was very serious, but it was an amusing contrast to her youthful face and petite frame.
"I see." Realization dawned on the Lord, and a complex look crossed his face.
Ever since High Cliff Castle had dealt with all the tribes within a fifty-li radius, there had been no sign of the Wilderness Natives for the past half-month.
'He had thought that by flexing High Cliff Castle's muscles, he'd scared these natives into not provoking him again. It never occurred to him that they were just biding their time to unleash something big.'
