Lin Caisang spoke to them.
"Tsk."
The old chieftain sneered, his icy gaze fixed on Lin Caisang.
"How could the mere Human Clan ever be a match for our Demon Clan?"
"Then what's the explanation for this?"
Lin Caisang asked, if they didn't take the humans seriously, then how come they were captured repeatedly and even killed for their flesh? It was simply impossible.
That's why she and Sui Zimo had suspected that there was something strange about the altar.
However, when they went there, they found nothing.
"Six, why don't you explain."
The old chieftain's gaze had remained on Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo, but then he summoned the badly bruised Six.
"Chieftain, why bother talking to them? Why not just start fighting?" Six's face was unreadable as to whether his complexion was good or bad, but his words were quite aggressive.
"Shut your mouth!"
The old chieftain gave him a sideways glance and smacked Six on the forehead with his hand.
"Speak when I tell you to!"
