Shuffle shuffle—
The footsteps gradually ceased.
"Is this...my bounty? They've even posted it here?"
The slightly confused words of Zhang Jing suddenly rang out, instantly covering the surrounding ongoing screams and the roars of the devils.
He stood quietly beside a broken wall, his gaze shifting from the dark red bloodstains above to a newly posted notice.
His eyes became calm in an instant.
"That God of Fortune is adept at disgusting people. Also, I must say, this sketch is as good as the one in the past."
Zhang Jing exclaimed with a smile.
Despite knowing these things are useless to him, they still wasted immense manpower.
What was that guy thinking?
Especially at this special moment.
You must know that where he is now, is not in Dayin, but in a small country called Dongshi Country amongst the islands in the Eastern Sea.
The dominion only covers thousands of miles with tens of millions of people.
Upon thinking of this.