บท 1380: The Moves of the Non-Humankind

In a luxuriously and exquisitely decorated great hall, which was built with colorful crystals, Dishi Tu stood in a corner, fiddling with a beautiful crystal glass. From time to time, he lowered his head and sniffed the complicated and constantly changing aroma of the wine contained in the glass.

Above the giant magic sandbox in the middle of the hall, images had been changing, showing everything happening one-hundred-thousand miles around Yao Mountain City. Nearly a hundred Yu Clan nobles with luxurious outfits stood by the sandbox, with their heads held high in pride. They tried their bests to act elegantly while they were loudly talking about their attacking plans.

Nearly a hundreds leaders of strong slave-hunting troops, nearly a hundred attacking plans…