The distant palace complex was magnificent and grand, with the Yangli Race guards lined up in formation, clad in armor and holding sharp weapons, their spirits high. The road on the ground was meticulously paved with wooden planks, and neatly arranged green trees were planted on both sides of the road.
Li Rui found it hard to believe that the Yangli Race and tribes like the Powerful Ape were all part of the Demon Race living together in the Forest of Divine Wood.
"How come you all live in thatched huts and grass shelters, while it's so luxurious on their side?"
Yuan Ju chuckled awkwardly, "We have shortsighted visions, constantly fighting among ourselves and being exploited by the Yangli Race. They reap the benefits, so naturally, they are wealthy and prosperous."
Li Rui thought it made sense, "It's not your fault. In the future, you should put aside your prejudices. All this constant killing only leads to unnecessary losses."
"What you said is true, sir."
