After listening to Woodrow's explanation, Jasmine's expression could not help but become grave. She wiped her hands on her apron to clean off the grease, deep in thought.
Obviously, she did not expect that such a massive underground labyrinth, as intricately intertwined as an ant nest, existing for hundreds of years, could just disappear when someone said it disappeared. This matter was too absurd and far beyond common understanding.
She immediately sent someone to find the Kobold patriarch, Irving, to ask for an explanation.
Today, the new houses of the Kobolds were entering the thatched-roofing stage. All the Kobolds staying in the castle went to help transport straw; the working atmosphere was very enthusiastic, bustling with laughter and chatter.
