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"Wake up, you're really the right person"

The voice was quiet but echoed clearly.

"Are human today really this weak? Even when my master was young, he could lift a tree."

A gray-black shadow hovered around and glanced at all sides of Wu Liang's unconscious body.

"This is really beyond my expectation, you are suitable but you are too weak, I am really disappointed"

His voice continued to echo as if this whole place was a cave with many paths, and sure enough, Wu Liang was now lying unconscious in a cave room.

"Hey wake up kid, bringing you here has taken a lot of effort."

The figure was exasperated and kept spinning around, trying to think but unable to think properly.

All he could do was wait and occasionally touch Wu Liang's entire body with his soul smoke texture, hoping that Wu Liang would wake up to the faint subtle touch on his skin.

"Does Master really think that this will work? I doubt it, ohh I am really disappointed, I hope that if you don't wake up then hurry up and die so that I can devour your soul hehehe, but if I devour it will my master be angry? No no, my master's will has long ceased to move, continue to sleep ... continue to sleep in your eternity hehehe"

Said the figure.

***

"Everyone is already here sir, it's just that I apologize, there is one more person who left but cannot be found, I have searched the entire surroundings of this place before but there is still no trace."

Wang Jun faced a middle-aged but elderly-looking man with a thick brown beard and sideburns, with bright eyes and fierce eyebrows, displaying a figure full of ambition.

His contrasting and harmonious clothes also shone with a dashing impression under the light of the full moon that was gradually descending.

Standing on a floating sword, while below him were several people who turned out to be Wang Jun's friends and subordinates.

"Mr. Mao, do you want me to take care of them, it seems like Wang Jun is not really serious in doing his job."

As the woman bowed without kneeling before him.

"Ahaha sister Song, how do I explain it, the kid himself left and I thought he would come soon, but until..."

Wang Jun cut Jin Fei off with his sword, landing right on her neck but not cutting her and leaving her entire Wu clan family completely silent and in intense fear.

"Oh junior Jin Fei, I'm sure you understand this, so please be quiet, you have no rights here hihihi, and oh senior Wang Jun I think you have bonded with all of them, do you want to rebel" he said in a teasing tone.

"You better shut up bitch, I'm more professional than you think, let the chief decide" Wang Jun with a come-hither expression turned to Jin Fei and to the rest of the Wu tribe who were just clumsily silent like helpless prey.

Everyone just silently stared at Wang Jun, Jin Fei, Song, especially their chief who was also about to go down to the ground, with a few more men behind him who were below.

As soon as the chief man hit the ground, every subordinate knelt down.

"Hey, you all, you should also kneel..." Song said and was cut off by the chief.

But the man just raised his palm and made Song completely silent, solemnly welcoming the man into the sacred cave of the Wu tribe.

The situation was completely silent, there were only sobs from Bei Zhang and Bei Zhang and Bei Zheng which were quietly held back by the hands of aunt Bei Ruo, while the rest just stared at the arrival of the unknown man with wide-eyed and gripping fear but they themselves could not measure the fear themselves.

Until finally Ming Qi's grandfather ventured to stand up gallantly and took a step towards the man.

"You are an honorable man and the leader of those including my family over there, what brings you here, sir?"

Ming Qi's grandfather's words really made all of the man's subordinates gasp in surprise, except for Wang Jun and Jin Fei, they thought how could their leader be greeted with such a greeting, but it was clear that they had not felt the so-called primitive and fringe of the Wu tribe village.

Silently for a moment the man looked at Ming Qi's grandfather in front of him, who made him have to bow his head slightly because his height slightly exceeded all the people here, as tall as Hei Tai.

Then noticing all the ancestral name plaques behind the Wu people who were silently shivering from the cold sense of danger staring at them, the chairman's gaze swept across the edge where the name plaques were placed.

And his gaze finally settled on the centermost plaque.

Grandpa Ming Qi stared intently and wondered aloud what this man meant, continuing to stare at it made his neck hurt as well as his mind hurt from not being able to guess the meaning behind it.

"Hehahaha, what is this? It turns out that the trash is fawned over here, hahaha"

His own voice was already echoing loudly, completely alone and everyone there was just silent.

"You... What's your name?" he said to Ming Qi's grandfather.

"What are you for..."

Suddenly, the chairman's two right fingers lifted up and a projection of smoke appeared that continued to condense and form a small spearhead, while his left hand held Ming Qi's grandfather's body with weak pressure.

Shatt!

"Arghhhh, why are you..."

It pierced silently into Ming Qi's grandfather's instep and left him unable to move his left leg, his blood flowing there quickly seeping down, while grandfather continued to endure the pain.

The stabbing sensation was like being stabbed by a cold, dense, and constantly moving forward to a point that then rotated, it felt smooth like being ground slowly, and it seemed that the wound on Ming Qi's grandfather's leg was slowly very slowly widening.

"Shttt... I also didn't expect that his descendant didn't recognize me, I thought he was just trash, it turns out he's dirt hahaha"

"So, tell me, where is the tomb?"

The man stared intently at Ming Qi's grandfather, and his two right fingers bent at the same time as the wind drill blade widened and of course it felt even more painful and excruciating as the flesh of Ming Qi's grandfather's leg was slowly dredged up by the whirling wind.

"Was I too harsh on you that I couldn't get you to talk, I should have been more courteous to his descendants"

And right after that, the chief released his power and made the drill wind blade disappear.

"huft... Huft..., what do you.... want from that.." Ming Qi's grandfather tried to control his breathing again after shouting for a while and enduring the extreme pain.

"I just wanted to say hello to my senior, is that wrong?" with a flat tone but a cold feeling stabbing towards Ming Qi's grandfather.

His words were flat but the pressure he exerted was suffocating to everyone here.

"Hihihi, that's why if you talk to him you should submit hihihi, the chief is great" said Song quietly.

"Tell me where his grave is, you are the leader here and the oldest person I guess, surely you can know where he is"

"Erghh I... I don't know" Ming Qi's grandfather said while gritting his teeth, while both hands held his left leg which really hurt after the chairman's grip was removed.

"Hmm? What do you mean you don't know?"

But in the other corner, Huang Gu's grandfather couldn't help but feel helpless, especially when he looked at his brother Ming Qi who was constantly being pressured by the strange man.

"Do you really not know or is this just a lie, don't make me even more impatient" the man continued to stare at Ming Qi grandfather with eyes full of ambition and anger.

"You... Let go of Ming Qi" Huang Gu said angrily.

But the chief only responded by creating the same five wind blades as before, standing up and heading towards Huang Gu's grandfather, preparing to attack him.

"What's your name?"

Huang Gu's grandfather just frowned and angrily wanted to shout but was restrained by him because he realized that when he resisted, the wind drill blades there would directly stab him.

"Huang, Wu Huang Gu"

"Wu Huang? Huang? Ohh turned out to be another scum descendant" in a sarcastic tone the chief replied.

"You!!!..."

"Hahaha well, I actually hate small talk, I did it on purpose because I thought it would be fun... Turns out it's not at all, so... Now tell me, who among you all has the closest ties to Wu Jian"

The chief silently looked at everyone.

"Impossible, it's impossible, the descendants of the great ancestors have been lost."

In response, the chief was even more annoyed, "Do you think you are stupid, at least you will be mixed up with his descendants, so don't waste time, tell me whether you are the closest descendant to his blood?"

Unable to do anything, Ming Qi's grandfather fell down and sat on the hard ground of the Wu tribe's cave.

"Jin Fei, come here," the chief waved his hand.

"How could that person be called, why not me?" Song said enviously.

Everyone was silent with their own questions.

"Jin Fei" Uncle Jin Hao muttered, looking at his son who was so close to the villain in front of their eyes, it hurt more and more as they thought about the meaning behind Jin Fei's rebellious behavior.