As they were talking, Chen Wenchao came in with a grave expression, bringing someone with him.
The newcomer looked to be about fifty years old. He was sturdily built, and his face was very distinctive: a hooked nose, a slightly protruding chin, broad cheekbones, and a flat face. His light-brown, tea-colored eyes were like two cold pools—quiet, ice-cold, calm, and unfathomably deep.
Cheng Yuan, a rank 72 Soul Sage, Cheng Hao's father, and Cheng Nanxing's nephew, was Chen Wenchao's trusted right-hand man.
The Cheng Family was the foremost follower clan of the Chen Clan. Their inherited martial soul was the Azure Shadow Divine Eagle, one of the few Top Martial Souls among the Chen Clan's subordinates, a Seventh Grade Spirit.
Although the Cheng Family did not have as much difficulty producing children as the Main Family, the Chen Clan, their numbers had never flourished either. The reason was simple: scouts had always been a profession with an extremely high casualty rate.
"Cheng Yuan is back. What is it, Wenchao? Is the situation in the mountains serious?" Chen Yu could tell from their expressions that something was wrong.
"Cheng Yuan, you tell them." Chen Wenchao stepped aside and called Cheng Yuan forward.
Cheng Yuan weighed his words for a moment, then said, "Clan Leader, a few days ago, Uncle Wenchao had me track the condition of the various wolf packs in the Xie Luo Mountain Range.
"The Silver Moon Wolf Pack and the Gale Wolf Pack launched large-scale attacks on the gathering grounds of the Black Moon Wolf Pack and the Black Wind Wolf Pack. Several wolf packs have already been wiped out.
"The two sides have begun large-scale battles, with casualties numbering in the thousands.
"Now the fighting has escalated, and it has even spread to other groups such as