After leaving the teahouse, Lin Li was about to head to the restaurant that bought his oysters to sell another batch of pearls. Just then, he noticed many burly, armed men on horseback.
"Make way! Don't block the road!"
"HYAH!"
Pedestrians scattered to the sides of the street, afraid of being trampled as the riders galloped past.
The armed men galloped past Lin Li in groups of two or three, some in teams of four or five, and one group was even a dozen strong.
These armed men on horseback, all racing toward the city gates, were clearly not ordinary people.
"So many people are going treasure hunting today!" a waiter remarked in surprise, watching the groups depart.
Hearing the waiter's comment, Lin Li turned to him and asked, puzzled, "What treasure hunt?"
"You don't know about the treasure hunt, sir?"
"No, I don't."
"Well, a few days ago, a merchant caravan passing Bibo Lake outside the city spotted a Mutant Beast on the shore—a White-Scaled Drilling Rat."
