Leader?
The moment they saw Wu Tianjue, the tribesmen of the Leishan tribe were stunned for a moment, but soon, their eyes revealed excitement.
Whoosh!
The tribesmen at the front immediately surrounded Wu Tianjue and began to cry bitterly.
"Leader, you're finally back!"
"The Grand Elder has already been killed by those despicable bastards of the Qingshan tribe. They also burned the statue of the God of Thunder!"
"Leader, the Qingshan tribe is too hateful! They want to sever the Leishan tribe's faith!"
"Sob, leader!"
...
Sorrowful voices resounded in all directions.
Hearing this, Wu Tianjue's cold eyes swept across the surroundings. When his gaze landed on Wu Xuan's corpse and the burnt statue, his body trembled uncontrollably.
Then, he clenched his fists tightly, a fierce light flowing in the depths of his eyes.
"All of you... This is too much!"
