The Carp tribe leader and the Grand Duke from the Deer tribe glanced at each other, both suddenly a little uneasy.
The Bear tribe leader and the generals ceased their attempts to attack and gazed at the observation platform.
The wrinkles on the Xiang clan leader's forehead seemed to deepen as doubts began to emerge.
Madam Mu calmly gazed at Chen Changsheng, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.
No one had any hopes for Chen Changsheng, but just a single sentence from him had caused everyone to change their judgment of the situation.
Because when he said those words, Chen Changsheng had a very calm expression and indifferent voice, both concealing a formidable confidence.
No, he was not even concealing it. This confidence was like his sword, piercing through the clouds with incredible speed and power. Everyone who heard his voice felt their eardrums throb in pain while everyone who saw his face felt like their eyelashes were about to be chopped off.