Today's second update: Chapter 3462! 2/4!
Looking at the Royal Lion Race representatives' pale, feeble, hole-ridden excuses, everyone wore undisguised sneers and even deeper anger.
For the sake of all races? To eradicate the Wild Race?
Clearly, your Royal Lion Race repeatedly plotted against the Wild Race, only to suffer devastating losses. In a fit of humiliation and rage, you turned your poisoned claws toward the Xu family bloodline, whose status was the most exceptional and whose connections ran the deepest. You wanted to thoroughly muddy the waters, drag everyone down with you, and reap the benefits yourselves!
Trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to bait it, they failed to frame the Wild Race and were instead met with the Wild Lord's table-flippingly brutal retaliation—wiping out the Dog Race and capturing the two women—which precisely redirected every point of conflict and all-consuming fury back onto the instigator, the Royal Lion Race!
When Lion Godchild, the sole survivor of the Dog Race battlefield and already scared out of his wits, was forced by the Royal Lion Race higher-ups to shakily and incoherently recount the entire "luring" process, the vast temporary venue fell into deathly silence. Yet beneath that silence simmered rage so dense it was almost tangible, enough to burn the stars to ash!
Countless gazes finally converged on the Human Race's sovereign—Lord Yao Yang Yao.
At that moment, she stood at the heart of the storm, the key to deciding what would happen next.
Yang Yao stood before the crowd, straight and proud as a cold pine amid snow. Little emotion could be seen on her stunning face, save for her eyes, which were as icy as ancient, unmelting frost, as though flames suppressed to their limit surged beneath that frozen layer. Her gaze