"No time to explain, you should also head to the war conference room, I've already informed the grandmaster."
"There's something very important that needs to be reported in person, it concerns the life and death of the entire South Heaven Gate Fortress and the millions of Flame Country people."
When he learned that the South Heaven Gate Fortress was facing a rare massive Beast Tide again after over a decade, an elderly Pet Beast Master cleaned his home thoroughly.
Two black-and-white photo frames were placed in the brightest spot of the room.
Oddly, one frame contained his own black-and-white photo.
The old man carefully cleaned each of the black-and-white frames, his cloudy gaze resting on one of them.
It seemed that, across time and space, through the Netherworld, he was conveying his longing.
The old man opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of false teeth, his pale hair shimmering in the sunlight.
