Inside Zhenyao Pavilion, Li Ziru stared at Xi Zhu, his entire body radiating vigilance.
"Where is Lady He? Who are you? Why are you in Zhenyao Pavilion?"
Over the past six months, Li Ziru had taken charge of various matters for the Beast-Taming Tribe. The once green youth had grown, and his gestures now carried a subtle, distinctive aura of leadership.
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