Shi Mu’s senses became exceptionally keen as he transformed into the beast form. The voice of Wu Ge and that of the three Hou Tian warriors started to transmit clearly into his ears.
However, they were mostly discussing about the internal affairs of the Crow Horn Tribe. So, there was nothing worth listening for Shi Mu.
Shi Mu had to give-up for the time being since he couldn’t remain transformed into the beast for a long time.
He continued to spend a little time in eavesdropping to Wu Ge and the others every night for three days. But, he didn’t hear anything unusual.
In the meantime, the cavalry passed through the core region of the Wu Luo Tribe. It wasn’t too far away from the influence range of the Green Tooth Tribe.
Wu Ge and the other people were overly enthusiastic about themselves during the daytime. But, Shi Mu had a bad premonition about this.
Nine days after leaving the Holy Mountain…
It was night.