The Camp Divided Three Ways, the Wolf Lord's Greed

They rode a hanging basket down from the city wall and went to meet the Wolf Lord in the name of envoys.

Wolf Lord Wuzhu Helibo could not breach Yundu in a short time either, so when he learned that Yundu had sent a prince to negotiate, he nodded in agreement.

Once the group arrived at the Wolf Lord's camp, his gaze landed first on Chu Danqing.

At first sight, he felt this person was extraordinary and immediately assumed Chu Danqing was the Prince.

Just as he was about to speak, Pan Li, who stood at the front with a cringing, submissive air, spoke first.

"G-greetings, Wolf Lord. I—I, no, I am the Ninth Prince of the Lan Dynasty, sent by my father the Emperor to receive the Wolf Lord's instruction."

The moment those words left his mouth, Wuzhu Helibo frowned. Could such a specimen really be a prince?

No matter how he looked at him, he did not seem like one. Chu Danqing, standing beside him, looked far more convincing.

"You?" Wuzhu Helibo looked Pan Li up and down, trying to discern something.

It had to be said that Pan Li's acting was still up to par. At the very least, Wuzhu Helibo failed to see through him.

Chu Danqing's attention was not on Wuzhu Helibo. A native was nothing worth noting.

After entering the camp, the people Chu Danqing watched were the three factions within it.

One faction consisted of natives, while the other two were Dimension Apostles.

There were quite a few of them, truly. They made up two-thirds of Wuzhu Helibo's subordinates.

These Dimension Apostles were split into two groups. One belonged to a certain faction, while the other consisted of independent Apostles.

The former were united; the latter were free.

Still, there was no major