"Grand Elder, why are you stopping me? That bastard Wu Huan set up a trap to kill my son, Ah Zhan, and destroyed the hope of the Leishan tribe. This hatred is irreconcilable! I vow to tear him into a thousand pieces and grind his bones into ashes. Only then will I be able to resolve the hatred in my heart!"
Wu Tianjue's face was filled with malevolence. His eyes were filled with boundless anger and hatred. He clearly couldn't understand why Wu Xuan stopped him.
In response, Wu Xuan sighed helplessly.
"I know that Wu Huan killed Ah Zhan, and I can understand how you feel right now. However, you cannot leave the Leishan tribe!"
"Why?" Wu Tianjue clenched his fists tightly and said angrily.
"Because if you go to the Qingshan tribe, you will definitely die without a burial place," Wu Xuan said lightly.
What was that? He would die if he went to the Qingshan tribe?
