"Bai Fa, you did this on purpose! You were behind all of this, weren't you!"
Having regained their composure, Lu Wei and Chang'an finally understood what had happened.
Their brush with death had, ironically, calmed them down.
The remaining members of their two clans entered combat stances, surrounding Bai Fa and his people.
They looked ready to start a fight at the slightest provocation.
Bai Fa sneered at the sight. "What are you talking about? I don't understand a word you're saying."
He was gloating inwardly, but he wasn't stupid enough to admit it.
"Hmph. So you dare to do it, but not to admit it?"
The thought of the ten clansmen each of them had lost made Lu Wei and Chang'an's hearts ache.
After all, for the sake of the Soul-Suppressing Celestial Dew, everyone they had brought this time were elites from their clans.
Each one was a treasure to their people, cultivated with countless resources and effort.
