Slap!0

A cold glint appeared in Tao Chong’s eyes, and his spiritual power condensed into a whip. He whipped the goats running at the forefront, and they immediately fell to the ground and bleated at the top of their lungs, spasming.0

Seeing this, the goats at the back immediately skidded to a stop and hesitated to come any closer. Instead, they began bleating shrilly with begging and grievances.0

“Who were these people?”0

Ye Qing could tell that these goats were much bigger and healthier than the ones before. The goats running at the forefront apparently had smooth, shiny fur and were larger than even a calf. Unless he was gravely mistaken, they were most likely warriors.0

“They were the Snow Bandits of Chaotic Snow Mountain, senior.”0

Tao Chong pointed at the goats and introduced them one by one, “That big one over there is the leader of Chaotic...0