"The sky burial Yuan sacred clan is behind you, right?"
Chen Xiaobei asked.
"Yes! Master ..."
Wu Shanhe nodded and asked, " "How did you guess it? This is too amazing!"
Chen Xiaobei did not explain but asked, " &Quot; as an elder of the No saint tribe, you have a good talent, mind, and heart. You have a bright future. Why did you collude with the sky burying Yuan sacred tribe? "
"Because ... The world is too unfair ..."
Wu Shanhe's expression was dejected as he slowly said, " &Quot; as members of the non-Saint tribe, those who were born in big families can rely on their family's power, resources, and connections to live a good life. Their cultivation, status, and future prospects are far above mine! &Quot;
"And me? I was born in a small family, and my ancestors couldn't help me at all. I had to rely on my own hard work and even put my life on the line to get even the slightest bit of improvement!"
