Golden sunlight streamed through the gaps between the leaves, casting countless bright patches of light across the grass.
A breeze occasionally stirred, making the leaves sway gently and bump against one another with a rustling sound.
A pigeon covered in gray feathers stood on a stone table. Faint golden light gleamed deep within its eyes, and at that moment, it was speaking human words and chatting with someone.
"You're saying that mysterious Cultivator who can use the White Mist ability attacked those people last night?" Third Master Xu asked in astonishment after hearing the news his friend had obtained.
"According to the information I've received so far, that mysterious Cultivator who can use the White Mist ability launched an attack on those people sometime after one o'clock and nearly two o'clock yesterday morning," the gray pigeon with faint golden light in its eyes replied.
Third Master Xu thought for a few seconds before saying, "In that case, that mysterious Cultivator who can use the White Mist ability wasn't targeting us."
"Yes. In that madman's eyes, it seems that no matter which faction you belong to, everyone is on his attack list..." The gray pigeon with faint golden light in its eyes nodded.
Having been attacked several times before, Third Master Xu had thought that their faction was being singled out. Now that he knew other factions had suffered too, he could not help feeling schadenfreude.
"Were those people badly damaged after the attack?" Third Master Xu asked cheerfully.
"After being attacked, those people evacuated overnight. Not long afterward, people from the Ability Management Bureau arrived at the scene and sealed their underground warehouse..." the gray pigeon with faint golden light in its eyes said.
"With something like that happening so suddenly, they definitely didn't have time to move many things