"Hmph, what Thunder Emperor? Even if he really is, he only broke through to Dou Di a few years earlier!"
"I think what we should be considering right now isn't whether that Thunder Emperor is real or fake, but how to deal with the Blood Evil Tribe's fury!"
The gloomy old man swept his eyes around the hall, then looked straight at Lei Fei'er, Xiao Yi Xian, Xiao Yu, and the other women seated at the head of the hall before speaking.
"This time, a Blood Demon General and so many Blood Evil Tribe experts died. The Blood Evil Tribe certainly won't let this go. They'll definitely track these people down."
"Therefore, I suggest sending all these people back, then ceding several cities to them so that we can eliminate the Blood Evil Tribe's fury as soon as possible. Otherwise, once they vent their anger on us, even this last peaceful land of ours will be reduced to ashes!"
"The Great Elder is right. We must eliminate the Blood Evil Tribe's fury as soon as possible. All these people have to be handed over."
As soon as the gloomy old man's voice fell, four or five voices echoed in agreement. They belonged to several middle-aged men, yet faint blood-colored light surged deep within their eyes.
Their voices reverated through the main hall, causing many Mo Alliance higher-ups to turn ashen-faced, their palms clenching tightly. Yet none of them dared to speak.
Hearing this, Lei Ying, Yan Jin, Old Yao, Uncle She, and the others also slightly furrowed their brows. Clearly, they looked down on this cowardly behavior of constantly retreating.
Although they were dissatisfied inside, Lei Ying and the others were old hands, after all, so they did not voice their opinions immediately.
After all, these few Elders were not