Old Mo's cooking skills were quite good. Everyone else at the scene except the young woman was a desperate criminal, and she didn't even let her get out of the car.

Soon, several piles of stones rose up from among the pile of sheep carcasses, each with a blood eagle tied to it. Then, they picked up a few antelopes from the ground to roast and eat later.

The young woman on the bus hadn't realized how bloody the scene was, and she was sulking because I wouldn't let her get off the bus to see what was going on.

DouDou in my arms became my punching bag; even before we left, wolves started lurking around.

However, they were all afraid of Er Gouzi's aura and did not go forward, but they were all very anxious.

They didn't dare come forward to enjoy this unexpected feast until we could no longer see them.

I was in a bad mood as I set off again. To be honest, I'm not against killing, but I am against killing for no reason.

I am a butcher myself, I used to be, and I am even more so now, but even when you kill, there must be a reason.

Is it for food to fill one's stomach, or for fur to keep warm, or even just for beauty?

However, just for convenience, they slaughtered a large number of prey, and then picked out the ones that looked the best.

That's going too far; it's no different from evil gods wantonly slaughtering humans for their own amusement.

Seeing that I was in a bad mood, everyone fell silent, and we made our way to our destination, Qilian Prefecture in Xueyuan State, in a somber mood.

After nearly two days of silence, Lao Mo was the first to lose his temper. He suddenly stopped the car, ran to the side, and started shouting.

We were all terrified; no one dared to speak, we just watched him go crazy.

After calling for him for a while, he came back and said to me, "Fourth Master, hurry up and tell some jokes to make everyone laugh. I can't take it anymore, everyone's not talking, I'm going crazy, I really can't hold it in any longer!"

Seeing his embarrassed expression, we all burst into laughter.

Old Mo's sudden outburst immediately dispelled my gloom, and we were laughing and chatting again the whole way.

Just when everyone was about to vomit, we finally arrived at Qilian Prefecture.

This is a city built between two mountains, belonging to the mountainside city category, and also a major trading port with the Eastern Rakshasa Empire.

The forces here are basically front men for the major powers in the Central Plains, and the national government has a very strong presence here.

military,

public security,

union,

There is one Martial Saint of the Fifth Realm and three Grandmasters of the Fourth Realm here, while no other forces have a single Grandmaster of the Fourth Realm.

This means that the national power here is unprecedented, and all other local forces have to behave themselves.

All distribution of benefits must be subject to unified national planning. Although the garrison commander here is not an extraordinary being...

However, he is a very shrewd politician who maintains a good balance between various forces.

When I arrived, the first thing I did was visit the garrison commander at the garrison headquarters, because what we were going to do would ultimately have to do with him.

I led the entire convoy and waited outside the garrison headquarters, standing there covered in dust from our journey.

The security guard went to report it, but hasn't returned yet. I don't know why.

But I wasn't impatient. Perhaps the important person wanted to test my composure.

These old folks love to play these tricks, but generally, if I haven't heard back within an hour, I can leave; it means the host doesn't want to see me.

I told my men to hold on a little longer, and that I would take them to see the local specialty, the giant foreign horse, once everything was finished.