Yan Xing's words stunned Steel Fang. He had truly never considered that these magical beasts could be good for anything besides fighting and hunting. It was likely that no one in the Swamp Tribe had ever thought about it either. Each clan was either on guard against invasions or plotting how to pilfer from their neighbor's territory, so who would think about using these powerful magical beasts for farming?
But if what the Lord said was true and the internal strife of the Swamp Tribe ceased, what should be done with all these magical beasts? They definitely couldn't just be allowed to eat and sleep, then sleep and eat. They had to work!
Feeling utterly convinced, Steel Fang said to Yan Xing, "My Lord's eyes can see the distant future, and my Lord's wisdom is the beacon that illuminates the path ahead in the darkness..."
