C2995 Great Meadow

During this time, the Demon Tribe should be preoccupied with negotiations with the Wizard Tribe, leaving them no time to concern themselves with the whereabouts of Feng Yixiu and his companions.

The Little White Dragon weaved through the clouds without encountering any mutated beasts, making for a remarkably peaceful journey.

"Masa, you seem a bit down..." Feng Yixiu turned to look at Masa