C312 Chief of Water Moon Stringhold(1)

The bonfire crackled and sparks flew from time to time.

Sitting on a clean rock, the youth's eyes reflected the light of the fire. Under the stars, the moon was nowhere to be seen.

It was a dark night. Countless bonfires were lit around the area. Other than the youth himself, there were also three other teams that had set up camps around the area.

This was a campsite