Snake People Tribe.
Li Xuanxiao watched from the shadows as those black-robed men seized several snake people and took them away. It looked like they intended to refine Demon Cores.
One of the snake people lay on the ground, his voice weak.
"Could Yellow Sand City be planning to start another war with our Snake People Tribe?"
One of the black-robed men snorted coldly.
"So what if we are? Your Snake People Tribe can barely cling to life now only because our sect master has shown you mercy. Otherwise, where would you have any way to survive?"
The snake person ground his teeth. Suddenly, a cloud of white mist rose from the flat ground.
The snake person swiftly fled into the distance.
The two black-robed men wanted to pursue him, but the leader stopped them.
"Let's go."
"Yes."
Why had they not chased him?
Watching this from the shadows, Li Xuanxiao could not help feeling curious.
Letting him escape like that—would that not leave people something to talk about?
Could it be that they wanted someone to use this opportunity to stir up conflict between the Snake People Tribe and Yellow Sand City?
With that thought, Li Xuanxiao's clone swiftly pursued the black-robed men in the direction they had gone.
A rustling sound rose from the sandy ground.
The black-robed men brought the snake people to a mountainside, then all knelt before a cave entrance halfway up the mountain.
"Was the matter handled?"
"We only captured six snake people today."
"Useless trash!"
A cold voice came from within the cave.
"This subordinate is incompetent."
"You did not even know you had a tail following you."
At those words, blank looks appeared on the black-robed men's faces.
"Come out. I've seen you!" The voice in the cave rang out again.
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