The Forsaken Land had once again attracted a new group of guests.
A group of hundreds of men marched into the Forsaken Land, and there was a luxurious carriage in the middle which was the main focus of the group's protection.
A handsome and wealthy little young master opened the window and looked at the outside scenery with his brows wrinkled.
"This is the Forsaken Land? Isn't it merely so-so? Didn't they say that it's extremely dangerous here? However, I don't see any demons attacking us yet." The young man sat down comfortably and snorted rather disdainfully.
