When the City Defense Camp arrived, the nearly four-meter-tall giant ape Deformed Race had leaped into the river and vanished without a trace.
Li Weiyi did not pursue him, worried that Zhao Zhizhuo might come to harm at such a critical juncture. When he caught up, Zhao Zhizhuo was already on his way to the Cangli Tribe to seek help.
Zhao Zhizhuo said furiously, "The one who attacked was Silverback Ape Yao Zheng Sheng, a Top Hundred Martial Artist from Seven Springs Hall in Lizhou, a figure from my generation. Yang Yun and Yang Qingxi must have promised him a Five Seas Pill, or he would never have dared to murder someone in the street like this. This is simply lawless! We'll go find the First Seat right now. They're slapping the First Seat in the face—he won't stand by and ignore this."
Li Weiyi pulled him back. "Do you have evidence? Who can prove that Yao Zheng Sheng was hired by Yang Yun? Even if the First Seat believes our judgment and believes Yang Yun hired him, what can he do without evidence? Have a senior go after a junior?"
Zhao Zhizhuo quickly calmed down. "Since Yang Yun has struck so ruthlessly, there must be more to come. How about we find the Young Tribe Leader? He is the foremost figure among Jiu Li City's younger generation. If he warns Yang Yun, it won't invite gossip."
Li Weiyi naturally had pride of his own. "He's just Yang Yun, not Yang Qingxi. Besides, the Young Tribe Leader can suppress Yang Yun in the open, but how can he stop Yang Yun's hidden schemes? When trouble comes, we can't think only of begging for help. In the end, the affairs of this world must be handled by ourselves. Old Zhao, where