In the Great Xia Kingdom's commander's tent, candlelight crackled, casting dancing shadows over a heavy terrain map.
Li Rufeng toyed with a strange, golden rice-ear-shaped magical artifact at his fingertips—the [Rice-Ear Anti-Wolf Device] (courtesy of the System Store's clearance sale, limited-time special for 500 points, don't miss out!).
The rice bristles were as sharp as needles, glowing with a faint red light. It looked like anything but an ordinary crop.
Chapter 545