The Mu Family Clan Master was shocked.
Mu Feiruo looked at the whispering Ancient Clans and said, "Should we grovel and hide away just because the Ancient You Clan is powerful? How hard did our ancestors work to build us into Ancient Clans? Are we going to let ourselves become a joke just like that?"
Yes, they might be able to live out the rest of their lives if they ran away now. But how would they ever dare to show their faces again under the constant threat of massacre from the Ancient You Clan?
Their glory and pride would be reduced to nothing, trampled and forgotten in a sea of embarrassment. All of their pride and dignity would be crushed by their desire to survive.
"Holy Lord, please count me in as well." Another Ancient Clan member stepped forward.
"I hope the Holy Lord does not mind that my strength is lacking. As long as I can help wipe the Ancient You Clan out, I am willing to offer everything I have," another youth said sincerely.
