Chapter 1961: Suspicion

overed in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain...Walnut's face changed: "Master, don't be so imaginative!"sing battle. He fought on with unwavering resolve, appearing as if he would never tire.The shouts of the mages echoed through the Wanmo Ridge, a chorus of encouragement as they rallied themselves and...