It was already the next day and the Continent was bustling with noise as the Mercenary Association’s first carrier was departing today. The Imperial City was no different.
Inside a tavern close to the exit of the City, most if not all of the occupants were discussing something pertaining to the Chosen Tournament.
Whether it was Lu Shin defending his number one spot against Monk Zimo, or the news of the various geniuses appearing across the continent. Every news was being discussed.
At a corner of this noisy tavern, was a frowning Long Feng. He couldn’t care less for some backwater sub-region competition. Even though they had talents, would they amount to much if they can’t even leave this barren place?
If it wasn’t for the things he came here for, Long Feng wouldn’t stay here for a second longer.
Soon, Long Feng turn to Xiao and asked.
“Little Xiao, did you find those Divine Beasts like you? How were they?”
Little Xiao took the milk bottle from his mouth and responded.