At the southwestern border of Fengye Territory, a group of people dressed as a human caravan surrounded a dozen fully loaded carriages, hurrying towards the direction of the Elf Forest...
Along the way, members sporadically left the group voluntarily, drawing their weapons to take on the task of covering the rear.
They were the players who had swindled the various major Black Market Associations in Fengye City.
Besides those who couldn't wait to commit on-the-spot suicide, nearly a hundred people were escorting the rescued NPCs back.
Of course, this number was gradually decreasing.
Because... the Black Market Association, which had discovered their tracks, was relentlessly pursuing them from behind. They had to leave people behind from time to time to delay, so the main force could continue forward with the cumbersome native NPCs.
The front of the team.
Gugu Niao looked at the position on the small map, frowning slightly,
