The three black beasts were travelling through the desolate terrain.
"Young master." Autumn Leaf couldn't help but speak out. "That son of River He has tremendous hatred towards you. If we let him grow up, in the future, it will most likely be detrimental to you, young master."
Ji Ning cast a sideways glance at Mowu.
Autumn Leaf hurriedly said, "It wasn't Mowu who said this to me. I knew that you wouldn't be happy, but after thinking about it for a long time, I felt I had to say this."
Ning let out a sigh. "My enmity was with River He. I have no enmity with his son. I went to get revenge. Why do I have to harm his child as well?"
"But when tribes engage in battles against each other, we generally utterly destroy any remaining threats…" Autumn Leaf wanted to speak.
