Wind Eagle and Shan Feng were startled, staring blankly at Yang Xiao.
The atmosphere tensed up.
The Great Chief of Wildman let out a light cough, but said nothing.
He hadn't led Wind Eagle and Shan Feng for many years. To be precise, the Great Chief had worked with their fathers and grandfathers, and had not interacted much with these younger generations.
Although everyone still respectfully called him the Great Chief of Wildman, now each tribe was independently managed, without a strict subordinate relationship.
Wind Eagle and Shan Feng felt furious inside, their chests heaving with their breathing, their eyes starting to fill with anger as they watched Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao showed no hint of fear, glanced at them, and said coldly:
"If you want the Wildman tribes to be annihilated, feel free to continue running back to fight Long Yue. Long Yue's three thousand elite troops and dozens of warships are just looking for a chance to find you and eradicate you.
