Feng Xiu's Call for Help

"Feng Xiu? What's wrong? Tell me clearly."

As soon as Lin Feng heard the voice, he knew that it was Feng Xiu. Ever since they had retreated to Dragonlith City, Feng Xiu had been like an unbridled wild horse. He disappeared for a few days in a row, having fun god-knows-where.

Unexpectedly, he ran into trouble now.

"Brother Feng, you have to save me. I was drinking with my friends at the bar when fleshworm dire beasts suddenly appeared. I tried my best to kill a few, but I realized that there were fleshworm dire beasts everywhere outside the bar. We're heavily surrounded now. There are a lot of fleshworm dire beasts, and there seems to be dire beast lords among them. Fortunately, a few of us are martial artists from the base, or everyone at the bar would be in danger."