Becoming a solitary

Giant dragon statues, once towering, now lay shattered into countless pieces. Patches of rust-colored blood stained the ground.,Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,"Many thanks, Chieftain. If the chieftain gives an order, I will follow it without hesitation." ManShou was overwhelmed with emotion and repeatedly thanked the other party.。