"Hmph! You're that human brat?!"
Tuoba Kui's gaze was as cold and sharp as a blade as he scrutinized Lu Changsheng, his narrow eyes brimming with hostility and contempt. The dark-red Witch Clan totem on his forehead gleamed faintly in the sunlight, adding a vicious edge to his already sinister face.
His furious shout was like a massive stone hurled into a tranquil lake, instantly stirring a thousand waves through the marketplace.
The surrounding Tuoba clansmen stopped what they were doing, their gazes snapping toward him in unison. When they heard the word "human," those gazes changed instantly—wariness, disgust, and hatred tangled together, as though they had spotted prey trespassing on their territory.
"A human? That brat's actually human!"
"What's he doing in our tribe?"
"Kill him! Slaughter that human brat!"
"Hmph! He dares intrude on Witch Clan territory? He clearly has no respect for us!"
Shouts rose one after another as more clansmen gathered, packing the center of the marketplace so tightly that not even water could pass through. Several hotheaded young Tuoba clansmen had already gripped the bone sabers at their waists, bloodlust flashing in their eyes as they yearned to rush forward and hack Lu Changsheng to pieces.
The blood feud between the Ancient Witch Clan and humanity had long since been engraved into every Witch Clan member's marrow.
"Tuoba Kui, what do you think you're doing!"
Little Medicine Immortal stepped forward, shielding Lu Changsheng behind her, and snapped with a dark expression:
"Young Master Lu already has the chief's permission to stay in our tribe for a while. Once his injuries heal, he'll leave on his own. You have no right to order him around!"
Her voice was clear and resolute. Though she looked petite beside the burly Witch Clan members, she did not retreat an