Here is the easternmost point of the Multi-Nation Continent, the gathering place for the Flame Weaver Spider tribe's trading caravans. At this time, dozens of caravans have arrived, with hundreds of flame spiders, level Mountain Lord and above, gathering here to exchange information and goods. The scene is bustling with activity.,"Thank you." Long Bai raised his two front limbs to catch it.,Luoli was equally downcast. After ten years as a merchant, this was the first time he had made a loss. He felt pain, reluctance, and unwillingness to let go.。