Heavenly Origin Tribe, assemble your forces!
"Leader, should we send a message to the Black Water Tribe?" Wang Chunlin cautiously glanced at Jing Yan.
"Send a message to that old thing Xiao Tian? Why?" Jing Yan turned his eyes and said.
"Xiao Tian is a True God, I'm afraid completely tearing our relationship apart would..." Wang Chunlin probed.
But before he could finish, Jing Yan raised his hand to interrupt.
"Tear it apart? Do you still think the Black Water Tribe and the Heavenly Origin Tribe haven't torn their relationship apart?" Jing Yan sneered, "There's no need for further words, head to the large ore veins and reclaim them first."
"What is the current situation at the ore veins?" Jing Yan continued to ask.
