Sword Hunting, Zheng Ming looked at the little gold cat in front of him, which was rapidly scratching the ground with its tiny paws, and his eyes widened even more.
It wasn't because of the words "Sword Hunting", but rather because this little gold cat scout was incredibly useful. He had originally sent the creature to locate those who wanted to ambush him, but he had never expected it to unearth such a huge secret.
He had thought that those who would act against him would be masters above the Seventh Grade, yet he hadn't expected that the old ancestors of the Great Jin Dynasty, fearing an uneven distribution of spoils that could lead to chaos, had decided to make him the prey, and to start a hunt involving all the young disciples of the Great Jin Dynasty below the Seventh Grade.
Prey!