"The envoy wants to see me?"
Li Chang'an rose and spread his Spiritual Sense across the entire tribe.
He soon discovered an unfamiliar presence in the tribe's Main Hall.
It was no weak presence. It had reached Quasi Tier 4.
"Let's go take a look."
With a casual wave, Li Chang'an brought Heiya Bonan along.
Heiya Bonan sent him a voice transmission. "Fellow Cultivator Ancient Wood, the envoy is called Hanfeng Yan. She's a descendant of the Cold Wind Tribe's Tier 4 expert and is very likely to become its next chief."
"I see."
Li Chang'an's expression remained calm as he entered the Main Hall.
Zishan Yue, Canglan Jun, and the others were all inside, worry hidden in their eyes.
They secretly breathed a sigh of relief when Li Chang'an arrived.
"Fellow Cultivator Ancient Wood, this is the Cold Wind Tribe's envoy, Fellow Cultivator Hanfeng Yan."
Zishan Yue stepped forward and bowed slightly as he made the introduction.
Beside him stood a tall female cultivator in a dress of animal skins, her expression cold and proud.
She gave Li Chang'an a chilly once-over before speaking.
"Ancient Wood? I've traveled through countless lands while training abroad, yet I've never heard of that tribe. Where are you from?"
"My tribe was destroyed long ago. It was only a small one, so it's no surprise you haven't heard of it, Fellow Cultivator Hanfeng."
Li Chang'an answered with an easy smile.
Hanfeng Yan said coolly, "If you don't want to say, that's fine. Your origins don't interest me much. I came today to give you a choice."
"What choice?"
Li Chang'an asked with a smile.
No one else present could smile. Every one of them stood rigid, tense and worried.
As they saw it, what Hanfeng Yan said next might decide whether the entire