"Hopefully it's a beauty." Old Liu couldn't help but think of the cliché scenes that often appear in knight novels, and then he rushed over with boiling blood and excitement.
He was a bit disappointed.
At the foot of the mushroom-shaped mountain peak was an open campsite surrounded by trees, leaning against a protruding rock, and backed by a deep pool. A large area of thorny bushes had been cleared by hand, leaving a big pit on the ground with a triangular tent supported by a half-curtain style frame.
Under the illumination of the two moons in the sky, the visibility on the ground was incredibly bright. Liu Zhenhan saw seven demon adventurers fiercely battling a creature that had leaped out of the deep pool, causing turbulent waves.
