The Vajra Parrot Beastman pursed his lips. "Well, that's because something happened in our city—something that hasn't been seen in a thousand years, and it has to do with you guys!"
Si Shuo and her group, who were pretending to rest and drink water nearby, felt even more flustered. They had a vague premonition that this was likely the same matter Lady Mu Qiong and Wuzhou High Priest had spoken of.
'But what kind of event happens only once in a thousand years?'
Xiao Cheng offered a wry smile. "Brother, please don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us, won't you?" He handed over another small Beast Skin Bag of dried fruit.
The Vajra Parrot Beastman nodded happily, carefully tucking the Beast Skin Bag away before continuing to crack melon seeds. "Doesn't the Iron-eating Beast Clan have that vast Bamboo Forest Mountain?
