Luan Ailin lay on the ground like a frightened puppy. She hugged Voltref's leg and cried in regret.
Luan Ailin was truly afraid.
Even though Voltref was her biological brother and had doted on her since she was young, he was also the young chief of the Mammoth Race.
He shouldered the hopes of his clansmen and even the life and death of his entire race.
Therefore, he could not allow any mistakes to happen.
Even her brother, who had doted on her since she was young, would not be soft-hearted when it came to the family's interests.
As the young chief, the handling of the Mammoth Race's affairs must not be affected by personal feelings. When he was ruthless, he must be merciless. This was the basic quality of a qualified clan leader.
"It's too late."
