A grief that had been suppressed for so long but which was given sudden release….how powerful it was! Ji Ning stood there quietly, looking at the agonized Blacktooth, not saying a single word.
"Since you already know, young master, then I won't lie any more. Young master, come with me." Blacktooth rose and walked out of the room.
Ning and Autumn Leaf followed behind him.
Blacktooth led the way in front, all the way towards the very back of the tribe. In the very back of the tribe, there was a small door in the wooden fence. Through the wooden door…there was a cemetery far past it. Many of the erected tombs were newly made. Clearly, this was a freshly built cemetery.
"Young master?" Autumn Leaf looked towards Ning, her eyes filled with a hint of unease.
Ning held his breath as well. He understood where Blacktooth was taking him.
