The moment the words "Brightness Dragon Lord" were spoken.
The atmosphere inside the treehouse seemed to freeze because of that name.
"Th-this... I do not know either."
The Wing Chief opened his mouth, then finally lowered his head dejectedly. "A hundred years ago, the Brightness Dragon Lord passed through this place. The aura it gave off alone caused the deaths of several hundred children."
As he spoke of the past, pain appeared on the Wing Chief's aged face, and his body trembled uncontrollably with fear.
"Jiezis's mother was taken away by the Brightness Dragon Lord at that time."
"We originally thought she had died. We did not expect Jiezis to return to the tribe eighty years ago with that child's belongings."
"Only then did we learn that Jiezis was the Brightness Dragon Lord's child. Her return this time was to request that our tribe become the Brightness Dragon Lord's vassals."
At this point.
The Wing Chief emerged from his memories. Looking at Tang Zheng before him, he spoke with a wry, respectful smile. "You have witnessed such shameful affairs within our tribe. Please forgive us."
"Pardon my presumption, but where are you from, sir?"
"I do not know either. I have wandered ever since I could remember." Tang Zheng responded, making up a tale of long years of wandering.
Choosing the appearance of a Fairy had been a decision Tang Zheng made after careful consideration.
His original plan had been to support a proxy, but after seeing the internal conflict among the Fairies, he changed his mind at the last minute.
This was a perfect opportunity to exploit their weakness. Even if an outsider was powerful, such an identity would only make the badly weakened Fairy tribe wary.
It would be much better if he belonged to the same race,