Many years later, whenever Tang Wen stood on high and gazed out at the endless wilderness, he would always remember the morning he left Flame Camp.
At the camp entrance stood a crowd to see them off.
To the south of the camp, the howls of four Sand Wolves echoed.
They varied in size—one was huge, two were large, and one was small.
The large ones were High-level Exotic Beasts, while the small one was a Middle-level Exotic Beast.
And the huge one was the Sand Wolf King.
The camp had offered sufficient benefits, so the Sand Wolf King was willing to take a few of its Sand Wolves to escort the trio to Ganshan City.
Tang Wen walked over to a familiar High-Level Sand Wolf. He ruffled its fur a few times, gave its chin a scratch, and swung himself onto its back.
Bai You Ruo and Bai Xue followed his example. The Sand Wolves didn't refuse them, but they weren't exactly enthusiastic.
Four eyes were fixed solely on Tang Wen.
