C174 The Blood of the Holy Beast

"What do you all intend to do?"

The Nightscale Wyrm squirmed uncomfortably under the intense scrutiny of the crowd. Despite being a holy beast, it was experiencing a sensation akin to fear.

The group's attention shifted to Zhang Nan, who spoke with a grin, "You want to get out of here too, don't you?"

"Is that even a question?"

The Nightscale Wyrm responded irritably