"Hu Jiao is here too?"
Quietly sneaking out of the tightly guarded camp.
As soon as Mang Qi approached the southeast corner of the city ruins, he noticed the imposing Tiger race team not far away.
Though they weren't large in number, every member of the Tiger race stood tall and muscular, leaving a strong visual impact.
Mang Qi deeply understood the penchant of these boorish types for picking fights, so he decisively circumvented their path from afar.
This wasn't difficult for Mang Qi.
Especially as a corner of the City of Corpse had completely collapsed, and with the leaders of various races too preoccupied, Mang Qi easily reached the edge of the ruins.
"If I were you, I wouldn't leave here at this moment."
Just as Mang Qi pondered how to cross the ruins unnoticed, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Who is it!?"
Startled, Mang Qi quickly crouched down before daring to turn towards the source of the voice.
