"I feel like this hailstorm could actually kill us, so there's nothing more to say. When the Indigenous People arrive, we'll take them head on!" Sheep-headed Yang Yangyang.
"What a turbulent time, I hope the hailstorm ends soon, and may everyone be safe during this assessment." Forest Elf Mumu Qingqing.
"I bet one Celestial Dao Coin that this hailstorm will go on until the 30th. The typical behavior of the Celestial Daoist Old Thief, everyone knows!" Pigman Race Pig Boar.
"I'll add one Celestial Dao Coin, betting that the hailstorm will last until the afternoon of the 30th." Earth Human Race Yi Tian.
"Yi Tian, do you have a Seventh-Level Territory?" Pigman Race Pig Boar.
"My territory isn't Level 7. Everyone should proceed steadily; the King's Treasure Chest at the end of the month is tempting, but Level 7 isn't necessarily a good thing. Yesterday, over half of the Level 7 lords died." Earth Human Race Yi Tian.
