Hu Ling screamed madly at She Yi, "She is just a female, an ordinary female, and hasn't even mated with any of you snake Beastmen! Why should you be loyal to her?"
"Si Yan has no background, no support, no strength."
"She is just a pitiful female born in a small tribe, expelled by her tribe, and with four cubs in tow."
"Have all you snake Beastmen gone mad? She Wang as well, and so have these other snake Beastmen."
"You group of selfish, cunning, hideous, cold-blooded snake Beastmen, how can you possibly be loyal to her!"
She Yi's hands were bound by a male fox Beastman, and a slap struck his face, making him spit out a mouthful of black blood.
He remembered, six years ago when he was just a cub, the Lord had rescued him from the Eagle Beastmen.
The supposedly brutal Lord had never harmed a snake Beastman.
And he—his very life belonged to the Lord.
He had once thought of serving the Lord. Later, he discovered that many snake Beastmen shared this desire.
