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Looking at the clan leaders who had arrived, Wang Mang also raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze towards Qing Yi.
At this moment, Qing Yi's face was expressionless as he stared straight at Wang Mang.
Seeing this, Wang Mang also felt some confusion.
What was this about?
Just then, one of the patriarchs spoke up.
"Wang Mang, based on the result of our recent discussion, you are not suitable to remain in the Qiling clan."
"Leave now."
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's face immediately darkened, and he furrowed his brows.
"Qing Yi, is this true?" Wang Mang asked in a deep voice, a flash of scarlet in his eyes.
Damnit, what does this mean, are they playing games?
After hearing what Wang Mang said, Qing Yi paused for a moment, then slowly spoke:
"Yes, that patch of black fog is too dangerous—the Qiling clan cannot tolerate such a threat."
"You should go."
With those words, Wang Mang's expression became volatile.
