"This man hadn't forgotten to destroy the Flame Clan even before he died. Traitor! He truly was the Flame Clan's greatest traitor!" Huo Xuan cursed angrily.
Having been expelled from the Flame Clan, Huo Xuan knew that the man harbored resentment toward the Flame Clan. He could understand his desire for revenge, but every grievance had its culprit, every debt its debtor. If he wanted revenge, he should have sought out those who had expelled him from the clan. What Huo Xuan could not understand was that, for the sake of revenge, he had actually joined forces with the Hun Clan to make trouble for the Flame Clan.
The Hun Clan was the common enemy of the other clans, and the Flame Clan had fought many wars with the Hun Clan over the past several thousand years.
Countless members of the Flame Clan had died at the hands of the Hun Clan. It could be said that most of the Flame Clan's people had perished at the Hun Clan's hands. The Flame Clan may indeed have wronged him, but he had actually allied himself with the Flame Clan's greatest enemy to deal with the people who had once been his clansmen.
"Young Clan Leader, calm down. A person like him deserved to die!" Yan Yang cursed as well.
"Pah!"
Yan Yang spat viciously at the spot where the corpse had originally lain.
Huo Xuan stared at the place where the corpse had been, then reread the traitor's final words several times.
"Sigh, Yan Yang, let's go." Huo Xuan sighed, casting another meaningful glance at the spot where the corpse had once been.
By then, Huo Xuan had already regained his calm. On the way back to the surface, the contents of that sheet of paper kept replaying in his mind.