The three-headed dragon was naturally defiant, and even planned to resist Ling Han. But Ling Han merely released his aura slightly, and this Divine Beast was instantly terrified out of its wits. It obediently became their mount.
There was not one path that led to the castle, but rather five. When Ling Han steered the carriage and arrived, he saw that there were already a great many carriages parked there. They were in various shapes and sizes, and there were very many of them.
A considerable number of people had not entered into the castle yet, but were rather standing here, as if they were waiting for others.
"Brother Tong Lin is here!" When they saw the chariot approach, three men immediately came over. They were Tong Lin's best friends, and could also be called his gang. Because their clans' power was not as strong as the Tong Clan's, Tong Lin was also their leader.