The Ji Tribe Leader's body was trembling in shame and anger. His lips opened and closed as he said, "I-I had no choice."
"Helpless?"
The Ji tribesmen were extremely indignant. Some radical people had already brought out large swords and threatened to chop the Ji Tribe Leader into two.
Ji Fei stopped them and asked, "What's there to be helpless about?"
The Ji Tribe Leader replied and pleaded with the crowd. Tears streamed down his face. "Our tribe is weak. If we don't find a powerful force to protect us, our tribe won't be able to survive in this world where the strong prey on the weak. The dead cannot be brought back to life. I've let down the dead girls in the tribe. The war with the Jiang Tribe is imminent. If I die, our tribe will lose another powerful warrior. Ji Fei, please spare my life. If you really want me to die, at least wait until the battle is over, alright?"
Everyone fell silent.
