"The bird is used up, the bow is put away; the rabbit is dead, the dog is cooked!"
Du Tianxing's words reminded Yang Xiao.
Now that Long Yue was dead, for Jino, Wildman Valley no longer held as much significance.
Yang Xiao nodded,
"Brother Du, you're right. Even though Jino won't do anything to us for now, in the long term, we must be prepared."
"Yang Xiao, what do you plan to do?"
"I've actually thought about this issue for quite a while. The conditions weren't ripe before, but they are basically ripe now."
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"Don't be anxious. I will call for a meeting tonight, and I want you to attend along with Gu Beifeng, Xia Luo, and Xiao Zhe."
In the evening, at the back mountain of Wildman Valley, inside the small wooden cabin of the Wildman King, there were more than a dozen people sitting. They were the Wildman King, Yang Xiao, Wind Eagle, Shan Feng, Tai Qi, and Qing Mu, Ah Bao, Shan Kui, Gu Beifeng, Du Tianxing, Zhao Benling, Chi Lin, Xia Luo, Xiao Zhe, and others.
