Rebellious Druid?
Why did that class name sound so strange?
Xu Nan shot Tang Haibao a mischievous look. The latter lowered his head in embarrassment, which sent Xu Nan's imagination running even wilder.
Druids were already a class that was easy to misunderstand... being close to nature, intimate with animals, and so on.
Judging by the name, Little Tang's class was probably even more unorthodox than an ordinary druid's.
But this was not the time to pry into his own student's gossip.
Xu Nan's gaze swiftly locked onto the Wooden Raven.
Though he was not a widely knowledgeable mage, his decent perception still allowed him to make some judgments.
"Are you the leader of the Itka Ratfolk?"
"The legendary High Priest?"
he asked.
The Wooden Raven flapped its icy wings. "It seems you interrogated my people."
"Given what you have done, it seems we are enemies."
Xu Nan shrugged. "We didn't do much."
"If we truly bore hostility toward your tribe, the ratfolk in these farms would not merely have been driven away. They would have all been wiped out. You needn't doubt that we are capable of doing so."
He had no intention of showing off his strength. If this fellow was truly as infinitely powerful as Cook had boasted, he should be able to tell that Xu Nan was not someone to provoke.
Sure enough, the Wooden Raven fell silent for a while before speaking.
"I did not directly attack you either."
"Your appearance has made me curious and surprised. It has been a very, very long time since outsiders last set foot here."
"But your approach toward the Well of Emptiness has made me uneasy."
"State your purpose!"
"Otherwise, you may not be able to leave this place alive."
In an instant, the strange runes sealing the