After carrying Ba Jiang back to the wooden house he had rented, Chen Mobai prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"Brother Chen, words cannot express my gratitude. Once I recover from my injuries, I will prepare a generous gift for you."
Ba Jiang weakly lay on the wooden bed, opening his mouth with a wry smile.
"After all, we've just met and I'd feel guilty if I didn't help save you from death."
Chen Mobai merely shook his head, then asked about the situation with the demonic beasts, but Ba Jiang really didn't know much.
After killing the Black Armored Turtle with his sister, he went around to hunt another kind of beast, only to encounter a large flock of Black Plague Birds.
The Rank-2 bird king didn't even need to make a move, close to a thousand Black Plague Birds spat out windy plague, dense as a shower of arrows coveting all possible escape spaces.