The future leadership of the rebel wolftaken would depend on who would win this battle!
"Then what are we waiting for? Xia qingchen might kill his way here at any moment." The old leader said.
"Yes!" Hu Yifan and ya Ren stood up at the same time, preparing to leave.
"Leave the tooth blade behind. There's one more thing I need to tell you." The old leader squinted his eyes and suddenly said.
Hu Yifan hesitated for a moment, but he could only cup his fists and leave to make preparations.
The old leader watched the tooth blade leave and said bluntly, " Yaren, you have to get your hands on the position of leader. I don't want the rebel wolftaken to fall into the hands of a cold man.
These were the old leader's true thoughts. After all, there were differences between races, so he could not trust Hu Yifan.
