“As expected of the Mud Association. They did not disappoint.”0

Ye Qing and Feng Qingyou were currently strolling on a street and watching the Seventy Two Water Land Alliance rushing here and there in a flurry. From time to time, they would hear someone talking about the Sword Ghoul and the real truth behind Xiang Weilong’s death.0

The Seventy Two Water Land Alliance could not have known that the culprit behind the leak was right under their nose this whole time, touring their city at his leisure and enjoying their frantic activity.0

“‘The birds fly in the sky, the mud meets on the ground’. If they couldn’t do this much, they wouldn’t dare to call themselves by this slogan,” Feng Qingyou replied smilingly.0

The Bird Gathering and the Mud Association were two mysterious...0