'Is the gang's target this Ice Chilong?'
'Doesn't seem like it.'
'The Ice Chilong is very strong.'
'The gang only has the Gang Leader, a single Divine Martial Realm expert. Thinking he could kill it one-on-one is far too arrogant.'
'Even if the Gang Leader had Curiosities on him, giving him a bit more confidence... could he really guarantee nothing would go wrong?'
'If the Ice Chilong couldn't win, wouldn't it just flee?'
'The key is, if they were going to make a move... why bother bringing a herd of Exotic Beasts over?'
'And what about the captured slaves on the shore? What were they for? Were they hoping to stuff the beast to death?'
The sky in the distance seemed to be changing.
Tang Wen quickly switched to the Brown-tailed Crow's vision.
It was noon.
The sky above the Cold Pool grew dark.
It wasn't the dimness of clouds blocking the sun.
It was an inky, pitch-black color.
