Qingyi couldn't help but be shocked by the size of that 'tribal village', if it could be called that.
Its low density made it expand for miles, with primitive but strangely elegant wooden houses surrounding paths that seemed to shape themselves naturally, passing by streams and lakes.
From the small hill where they watched, Qingyi could see a large palace in the center, apparently fused to a tree that reached over five hundred meters high.
The skull of a colossal canid creature was entwined between its branches.
"Come on, I'll introduce you to a nice tavern. My name is Jin'Rao, by the way." The real immortal spoke, patting Qingyi on the back before skipping off towards the city.
The handsome young man couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
Why on earth was Jin'Rao treating an outsider he had just met so well? Wasn't that a bit suspicious?
Qingyi reflected on this for a brief moment before shaking his head.
