Qiu Sun Silver Teeth was somewhat troubled, as the misdeeds of Lotcar, witnessed by the members of the Silver Teeth Clan, ranged from past incidents to today's events.
Seven years ago was a long time ago, enough to push aside, but what truly was unforgivable was Lotcar stealing the Racial Essence while the tribe slept.
For the sake of chasing Lotcar, they had spent a sleepless night.
"It doesn't seem quite right for the Old Clan Chief to do this..."
Before Qiu Sun Silver Teeth could express the public's dissatisfaction, a voice soon rang out not far from her.
"It's okay," Kai Bu said nonchalantly, with hands clasped behind his back, "The Old Clan Chief is already on his deathbed; let's consider this his last wish.
But Old Clan Chief, don't forget our rules.
Right now, we have no idea where Lotcar is. If the competition starts and he has not arrived, or if he attends in the form of a giant wolf, he will lose his qualification.
