Upon seeing the Golden Dragon, Su Yu said, “Can you help me pass on a message to Shang Long? There’s something urgent that needs to be reported.”
The Golden Dragon stopped smiling.
He was surprised.
Urgent?
Seeing that Su Yu was not joking, the Golden Dragon did not dare to be careless and said, “Wait a moment.”
Not long after, the Golden Dragon stretched out half of his body from the barracks and waved at Su Yu. “Come in quickly.”
Su Yu entered.
He saw Shang long happily talking to several representatives of the tribe.
“Commander, the situation is great. My tribe has not suffered any casualties for ten consecutive days.”
“Haha, My Tribe has successfully destroyed a sacred mountain recently!”
“It seems that the sacred mountain is at its wit’s end. Other than throwing out golden beams meaninglessly, they have no other means.”
“Hehe, that’s right. As long as we persevere, the sacred mountain will retreat sooner or later.”
Shanglong was in a good mood when he heard this.