Chapter 267 - Our Blacksmith

As the summer season was approaching, the idle folks in the small town found themselves with plenty of free time. They would gather in groups and chit-chat about inconsequential topics that those in high society would barely spare a thought for. The significantly large Bajie, landed near the town. Though the giant flying dragon did not intentionally cause havoc, the not-so-large town was instantly buzzing with chatter. Then, suddenly, someone cried out.

"It's a Black Dragon!"

In an instant, the town's alarm bell rang. However, there was no pandemonium, people hid women and children inside their homes, fetched whatever they could use as weapons from their homes, and lined up in the streets prepared to take on the enemy.