At this point, he paused: "Honorable Sir, please don't misunderstand, we don't mean anything else."
"I know, it's fine," Yang Yuan said, "So, back then were you very close to that place? Were there any casualties?"
"No, it's just that all the strange beasts were scared away, making it much harder for us to secure prey."
Lango said, "When we fled here earlier, we noticed the 'Fire God' seemed to have gone elsewhere, so we camped here."
"Fire God?" Jiayan asked skeptically.
"That should refer to the Drought Fiend," Yang Yuan explained.
"Oh right, you call it Drought Fiend, we are used to calling it 'Fire God,' it was one of those three monsters that escaped from the Ancient Ruins. Oh heavens, it was so terrifying, even a high-yield hydrogen bomb couldn't kill it; only divine beings could achieve that."
Lango exaggeratedly said, "But the gods are merciful and won't bring disaster upon humans permanently, so it left, maybe it returned to its divine realm."
