A Conspiracy?

Mei Lao Si came to find Qin Shaofeng at noon the next day.

In fact, Mei Lao Si had arrived first thing in the morning, but Qin Shaofeng had used recuperating in seclusion as an excuse and made him wait until noon.

So when Qin Shaofeng finally came out to see him, Mei Lao Si's face was dark as thunder.

"Grandmaster Qin, are you ready to leave now?"

Though furious inside, Mei Lao Si still suppressed his anger and forced himself to speak calmly to Qin Shaofeng.

"Mm. Let's go!"

Qin Shaofeng nodded, acting as though he hadn't noticed Mei Lao Si's anger. His tone, especially, made it sound as if Mei Lao Si were nothing more than a guide.

That only made Mei Lao Si's fury surge higher. But in the next moment, he seemed to remember something. A cold, smug glint flashed through his eyes, and his anger finally settled. He then obediently led Qin Shaofeng on his way.

After leaving the courtyard, Qin Shaofeng followed Mei Lao Si out onto the main street.

Though the Beast Tide had cast a heavy pall over Lihuo City, the people from nearby tribes and villages who lacked any strong fighters had all moved into the city. As a result, Lihuo City was more crowded than before.

People streamed back and forth, and the city still retained its former bustle and clamor.

Qin Shaofeng guessed that this was largely thanks to Lihuo City's walls. Even if the city faced a direct assault from the Beast Tide, ordinary Savage Beasts probably couldn't damage those walls in the slightest.

Although the King Savage Beasts among them could inflict some damage on Lihuo City's walls, the city wasn't without Demigod-level experts.

With the number of Demigods in Lihuo City, unless three King Savage Beasts