C80 Lin Xiaoqiang Fell into a Trap!

That very night, the Bloodthirsty Mage sat restlessly in his tent, stubbornly resisting sleep. He had previously planted a loyal spy within the ranks of the Tremblelaws.

The Mage anticipated that his informant would certainly come to report on the day's critical developments.

He waited until the early hours of the morning, drifting into a drowsy semi-sleep