"Lord Bai Ze sure is impressive! To think he actually obtained a secret art."
"So what if he did? No decent person would dare to cultivate such a wicked secret art that requires so many demonic beast cubs."
A lord looked at the other lord who had just spoken and said half-jokingly, "You won't dare to cultivate it? Is there anything in this world you don't dare to do?"
That lord rolled his eyes at him. "Do you think I was born fearless and wouldn't feel a hint of heartache if I did my camp in? Look at what's happening to Camp Bai Ze now!"
Upon hearing his words, everyone's expressions darkened.
Camp Bai Ze had suffered a significant blow. It would take several years for it to return to its original state.
Camp Bai Ze was already regarded as a good camp among them. Who would have thought that it would end up like this because of Lord Bai Ze's greed?
"What a disaster! Lord Bai Ze is truly causing harm to others and himself!"
