Qingli's words caused an uproar among those present; nobody had expected that such an incident could have once taken place between the Qingqiu Fox Clan and the Silver Wing Wolf King.
The crowd couldn't help but cast their gaze towards the Silver Wing Wolf King, but on his face, there was no sign of panic, only shock.
In fact, from the very beginning, he had foreseen this day, for the Qingqiu Fox Clan were no nobodies, and should this matter leak, it could render him, the Silver Wing Wolf King, a sinner of the Demon Race.
Fortunately, later on, due to the chaos of war, the surviving members of the Demon Race all fled into the Cloud Dream Marsh, and nobody bothered with the affairs of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, the Great King Golden Roc included.
In the eyes of the Great King Golden Roc, someone as astute as the Qingqiu Fox King would have certainly arranged everything properly, and he did not need to trouble himself further.