C237 The Situation Was Not Good

Three days later, at the military encampment of Shunning City, Lee Zhongsheng stood with his hands braced against the sand table, his piercing gaze sweeping over it like that of a hawk.

The beast tide hadn't surged into Shunning City in a single, devastating wave. Instead, it prowled the outskirts, seemingly biding its time for something. With the battle delayed