"Indeed, these people are not simple, but it's truly curious what could make the demon tribe pursue them," Mu Chen said seriously.
"It's the Spirit Emperor Grass, a formidable spirit grass that can enhance one's soul," Wuyuan sensed something and said seriously.
"Where is the Spirit Emperor Grass?"
"On the ship. I estimate they obtained the spirit grass from here, which angered the demon tribe experts, leading to a battle with them."
"The human territory is tens of thousands of miles away from the demon tribe territory, and this is also the demon tribe's land; they're in danger," Mu Chen said seriously.
"What should the master do then?"
"When the snipe and the clam quarrel, the fisherman benefits," Mu Chen said with a smile.
"Is the master planning to secretly seize this thing?"
"That's right, but can you directly seize it?"
"We can't seize it from others," the two said seriously.
"I see! Then I'll rely on myself; just protecting me will be enough," Mu Chen said.
