The atmosphere became tense instantly as the four men fell.
Brother Mang and the others were all on edge, feeling that a great battle was about to commence.
Unexpectedly, Qin Hao's expression changed, and he said, "Take me back to your tribe."
"What?"
Zhi looked a bit confused, thinking he had misheard.
"Pretty boy, do you have a death wish?" Ah You asked, looking incredulous.
Qin Hao couldn't be bothered to answer that question, simply replying coldly, "If you say one more word, I'll kill you."
Ah You's face turned pale with fright, and she didn't dare speak again.
She hated her own cowardice but also understood that Qin Hao's tone was not fake.
He really would do what he said!
Mang couldn't help but speak up, "You can come back with us to the tribe, but you have to be tied up."
"And you must hand over the Saintess!"
