"Now... do as you please!"
The two stood facing each other, staring coldly at one another until their colors turned completely black.
"Go ahead and write to your master. I, Qin Mo, will simply desert my post." Qin Mo's words were devoid of anger, only boundless coldness remained. He called to his husky, mounted the sled, and headed back the way he came.
Danfeng watched Qin Mo leave, her expression unchanged. She simply poured a vial of medicine down her throat and walked into the darkness.
The city built by the Rakshasa was divided into three layers, with the terrain rising higher towards the city center. Each layer was separated by city walls, making the distinction between them clear.
The outermost layer was inhabited entirely by orc warriors, clearly carefully selected elites, responsible for patrolling and guarding this newly established city.
The second floor was mostly inhabited by Rakshasa people, both men and women, all very young. They were divided into individual rooms and seemed to have no shortage of food and clothing. Besides the Rakshasa, there were also a small number of orcs, who also appeared to be young and strong.
When Danfengyan finally reached the innermost level, he encountered trouble. This level was filled with orc shamans, wizards, their apprentices, and servants, and the checks on people entering and leaving were extremely strict. Danfengyan guarded the area for a full hour, only seeing groups of young Rakshasa people being sent in, but almost none of them came out.
Danfengyan glanced at the heavily guarded inner city wall, where shamans and shaman apprentices were constantly moving about. They were all orcs who were skilled in spiritual power. Danfengyan, who was skilled in strength and destruction, was not confident that he could bypass their senses and enter silently without using his vital energy.
"Damn it, if he had come in with me, the two of us could have killed the guards on the wall and gotten in in an instant." Danfengyan thought to herself with resentment. Although Qin Mo's cultivation level was not high in her opinion, his combat skills were inherited from the Elven race, which could play a greater role in this kind of ambush.
"I won't go in... I won't go in... My older brothers and sisters all went in, and they haven't come back... I won't go in..."
A voice speaking in a tearful tone in Rakshasa language came over, giving Danfengyan an opportunity.
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