Gu Xing watched this scene from a distance, his eyes filled with coldness.
Only by witnessing the plight of the Human Race with his own eyes did he understand the status of humans in this world.
No different than pigs or dogs!
At this moment, the old miner standing beside Gu Xing.
He was trembling violently with extreme fear, even his teeth were chattering:
"Div…Divine Envoy! Those two on the high platform are…the leaders in charge of the entire mine."
Seeing the old miner's reaction, Gu Xing was not surprised.
It seems the Demon Race has left an indelible shadow in their hearts.
However, today he came to shatter this shadow.
"Is there any way to get close to them without causing a big commotion?"
After all, the first part of the plan was to approach these two Totem-level Demon Clan leaders.
Upon hearing this, the old miner suppressed his inner fear.
He recalled the rules of the mine and answered, trembling:
