Mojian raised his head, a cold smile playing on his lips as he looked at Elder Pude, ready to enjoy the sight of the elder's face twisting in shock... But what he saw was a rather peculiar expression.
Yes, Elder Pude's countenance had indeed changed, but it wasn't one of panic or astonishment. Instead, it carried an air of… near pity, with a hint of a faintly amused sigh: "Ah, so there's a Dragon Worship Cult raid on Xiawei Territory... Hmm, crucial intelligence."
The elder nodded and said, "Then wait for the news. In a short while, you'll be transferred to Xiawei Territory—at that time, you might just meet some familiar faces, or perhaps some 'familiar' ones."
With that, Elder Pude turned and left, leaving behind Mojian, who was utterly bewildered.
"...What?"
