"Since when has it been up to you to dictate my actions?" Ye Qingtang narrowed her eyes, and a layer of frostiness surfaced on her face.
The Goblin Tribe Leader was startled and said hurriedly, "I would not dare to be so presumptuous."
Ye Qingtang grunted coldly and said, "I have my own plans."
"Of course…" A film of cold sweat had surfaced on the Goblin Tribe Leader's forehead.
The Crimson League was so large that no force in Central Mainland could compare to it. It was a league that belonged to the Second Domain.
The Crimson League was so selective that in the entire Temple of Shadows, only the Holy Lord of Shadows was worthy of its notice. So after the Holy Lord of Shadows vanished, the Crimson League simply kicked the Temple of Shadows out of the League.
The eight tribe leaders wanted to return to the league, but they knew they did not have the ability to move the League if Ye Qingtang did not act.
