Huang Zhengyang entered with a heavy expression and cupped his fists in greeting: "Brother Chu."
Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "Has something happened?"
He reached out to invite Huang Zhengyang to sit.
The two sat next to the stone table in the small pavilion, lighting the Red Clay Small Stove.
"Ah..." Huang Zhengyang shook his head and sighed, "This time, the Court has suffered a major setback!"
"What kind of major setback?"
"Several tribute experts who went in were killed!"
"Didn't they fall to a Strange Beast?"
"They were slain by other experts."
"Experts from other realms?"
"It was them!" Huang Zhengyang solemnly replied, "These experts are all ruthless, and when they see their opponents, it's a fight to the death!"
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
Huang Zhengyang said, "We thought there was no need to fight since we hadn't found the Divine Artifact, but they thought otherwise and acted first."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "How many tribute experts were lost?"
