Chen Tang's ears twitched.
He already heard people quickly approaching from this direction, their footsteps chaotic, making quite a commotion, there might be over a thousand of them.
Chen Tang gestured to Xue Tuan'Er and White Ape, signaling them not to act rashly.
It's unclear what the intentions of the approaching group are, so there's no need to ignite a conflict at the outset.
Before long, quite a few people appeared from the nearby woods, staring at Chen Tang's group with unfriendly expressions.
Upon seeing Xue Tuan'Er and White Ape among the group, these people showed peculiar expressions, subconsciously gripping their weapons tightly.
"It might be refugees from Yan State, gathering in the mountains and occupying this Ghost Cry Ridge, they've already formed a scale."
Mei Yingxue whispered.
In recent years, natural disasters and man-made catastrophes have plagued Daqian, increasing the number of refugees, with banditry arising across various states.
