chapter 182 Selling one's race for fame

Sha Liang drew out the ghost-head broadsword, clenched his hands, and stood beside Camden York. In order to protect his people, despite his young age, he did not seem to have any fear and was ready to charge at any time.

Camden York felt extremely complicated.

The sound of animal hooves came closer, and the light of torches appeared.

I saw five people riding black-haired war wolves galloping towards me. They were all dressed in black, with black cloaks fluttering...