Following Luo Chuan, Han Wu arrived at his residence.
Compared to Fox Wolf Village, this place was practically a palace.
Yet Han Wu learned from Luo Chuan that this palace-like building was merely the "dormitory" of a Nine-Eyed Tribesman.
Han Wu sighed inwardly. In the Cui Xing Domain, the gap between the Nine-Eyed Tribe and those Orc Race tribes could truly be described as the difference between heaven and earth.
Luo Chuan sized Han Wu up with great interest.
He could sense that Han Wu's Life Level was very high, having reached Earth Annihilation Grade.
At his age, among the Nine-Eyed Tribesmen, he could not be called a top genius, but he still counted as a minor prodigy.
"What is your name?" Luo Chuan asked Han Wu.
"Wu Han!" Han Wu answered.
He worried that his own name might reach the ears of the Nine-Eyed Evil God, so he deliberately reversed it.
"Wu Han, do you know why the Nine-Eyed Tribe is feared by those lowly commoners?" Luo Chuan suddenly asked Han Wu.
Han Wu considered it briefly before replying, "Powerful strength."
Luo Chuan smiled and shook his head at Han Wu's answer.
"In the end, that is the backward way of thinking in the Mike Region. Wu Han, let me tell you: what the other races fear most about the Nine-Eyed Tribe is these evil eyes!" Luo Chuan said.
"These evil eyes are the foundation that allows the Nine-Eyed Tribe to dominate the Cui Xing Domain. Our ancestor, the great Nine-Eyed Saint Lord, led the Nine-Eyed Tribe to the foremost position among all races in the Cui Xing Domain through the utmost development of these evil eyes."
Han Wu nodded. "I understand."
"Then tell me, what level has your evil-eye ability reached?" Luo Chuan asked.
That question stumped Han