The eight tribe leaders and Ming Wang all looked confused as the three ambassadors left the main hall.
"This… isn't the Ancient You Clan acting too arrogantly? How do they dare challenge the Crimson League so directly?" The Demon Tribe Leader was shocked.
How ridiculous was this?
"They're just looking for their own destruction," the Goblin Tribe Leader sneered with a cold laugh.
"This is great. We were still worrying about how to deal with the Ancient You Clan, but now that they have angered the Crimson League themselves, it's going to save us a lot of trouble."
The eight tribe leaders were taken aback by the Ancient You Clan's arrogance but nevertheless glad at the Crimson League's declaration of war against them.
"Holy Lord, what will be our next move?"
"I want you to gather all information on the Ancient You Clan at once," Ye Qingtang said.
"Yes," they acknowledged her order and retreated.
