The Spirit Plants stretched out their branches, domineeringly occupying a large area. Having only just developed Spiritual Sense, their previous memories were hazy and everything seemed novel to them. Seeing so many Beastmen, their branches waved with an excitement that was almost too much to watch. Zhi Qi sat cross-legged behind them, lazily holding down the fort.
Seeing this, the Beastmen could only look for other spots.
The family's large and small Flying Beasts took turns transforming and flying Si Shuo and the others over, saving them from being packed in like sardines with the crowd.
By the time the crowd of Beastmen outside the Beast Fighting Arena had thinned, the sun was already high in the sky. All the Beastmen were buzzing with excitement, speculating about who would win first place this year.
Ning Han's males and Zhi Qi had come together to save seats.
The few young females sat next to each other, each holding snacks their males had prepared for them.
