The conduct of the Iron Crow Tribe is indeed quite detestable.
But as the saying goes, one shouldn't hit a smiling face. The attitudes of these eight quasi-saints made it difficult for him to act out further, so he closed his eyes and waited silently.
The massive Iron Crow Tree stands in the starry sky, its branches and leaves lush, adorned with stars that sway lightly like fruits. The Iron Crow Tribe has inhabited it for generations.
On one of the ancient stars, the mountains are beautiful, and the scenery is exquisite, with vast green oases covering the entire planet. The cosmic spiritual energy is extremely abundant, resembling a paradise on earth.
Looking around, on the highest mountain of this ancient star is a sprawling complex of buildings, very luxurious, with servants bustling around.
In one palace, a young man with antlers lounges on rare beast skin, surrounded by young women wearing light veils, serving him wine and fruits.
