Xu Tong's Avatar had not stayed in the Glazed Tribe for long before he was taken straight to a mysterious place.
This was the staging area for those taking part in the Holy Land Struggle.
"Our Glazed Tribe fully supports your participation in this Holy Land Struggle in name, but we won't offer you any actual assistance."
It was the same woman as before, and she laid everything out for Xu Tong's Avatar.
Xu Tong's Avatar nodded.
He had already guessed as much.
Otherwise, the Glazed Tribe's test could not have been so simple.
"As long as you understand. If you stir up any trouble during the Holy Land Struggle, our tribe won't resolve it for you."
After saying this, the woman turned and left.
Xu Tong's Avatar shrugged, taking none of it to heart.
"Are you the one representing the Glazed Tribe in this Holy Land Struggle?"
An utterly ordinary-looking youth walked straight up to Xu Tong's Avatar.
"Yes, that's me."
Xu Tong's Avatar felt rather helpless.
Why were all the young members of the Witch Clan in this world so full of energy?
Couldn't they just wait quietly for the Holy Land Struggle to begin?
"The Sun Tribe Princess will be mine!"
The youth told Xu Tong's Avatar this as though he were making a proclamation.
"Do whatever you like."
Xu Tong's Avatar nodded, then turned and walked away.
He really did not want to get himself tangled up in too much trouble.
After all, he had inherited part of Xu Tong's personality.
The thought of facing countless warnings gave Xu Tong's Avatar a headache.
He truly did not want to waste his time on such things.
Had this Holy Land Struggle not been so important to Xu Tong, he might have wanted to skip it altogether.
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