Outside, there was the smiling Ji Feixue.
The three-headed Dragon Turtle's killing intent was unabashed.
With a formidable enemy before him, Zhen Nan Wang calmed down instead, allowing the Dragon Turtle Qi to flutter his robes, eyes serene, and corners of his mouth lifted slightly with a mild laugh, "What now? Do you want an explanation? Isn't the death of Feng Buai enough of one?"
Green Thunder scoffed, Is that your idea of an explanation? Feng Buai's death is accountable, but how does your attack on Yunmeng Ze avenge him?
Ancient Locust took a step forward, the Spirit Snake on his back hissing with laughter, "What's Feng Buai in the grand scheme of things? Our Dragon Turtle Tribe has only eight... now nine members. Feng Buai wanted to suppress and kill one ninth of our tribe; shouldn't we also suppress and kill a tenth of the Sealed Emperor's Palace in return?"
The extra bit, duly considered as the interest.
