"Kneel!"
Seeing Li Yu's dumbfounded expression, Ancestor Jin Heng grew even more smug, more certain that victory was in his grasp.
Pointing at Li Yu, Ancestor Jin Heng roared, "Kneel! Swear by the Totem Spirit that you will submit to this old man and obey all of this old man's commands. Then this old man can spare your life! Otherwise, there is only death waiting for you!"
"So you really managed to find the Golden Bell Tribe? Good for you!"
Li Yu wore an indescribable expression, struggling to suppress his laughter.
Turning to the young girl beside Ancestor Jin Heng, Li Yu shook his head again. "That said, since she is the current chieftain of the Golden Bell Tribe, how could she expel me, the tribe's sole powerful pillar? Would she really listen to you?"
"She has no choice but to listen!"
Ancestor Jin Heng raised his head arrogantly. "This old man has already sworn by the Totem Spirit that as long as she obeys this old man, this old man will spare every member of the Golden Bell Tribe and ensure they can live and multiply. Otherwise, her younger brother, her relatives, every last one of her tribespeople will die!"
"I... I... I have no choice..."
The young girl looked at Li Yu through tear-filled eyes and slowly lowered her head. "These past years, the tribespeople have wandered everywhere. They have suffered terribly, and so many have died. So many... starved to death! I... I..."
Tears streamed down her face. With her head lowered, the young girl sobbed, not daring to look up or meet Li Yu's eyes.
"Did you hear that?"
Ancestor Jin Heng glanced at Li Yu and sneered. "As long as you swear by the Totem Spirit and submit to this old man, you can still