Hearing Wu'en's detailed account, the expressions of the few people present shifted unpredictably.
Elder Pu's actions at the time had thoroughly infuriated everyone present. He was a dignified Attendant with extraordinary arts, yet he had chosen such a despicable method of fighting. His death was entirely his own fault.
"Elder Wu'en, Elder Pu's matter has nothing to do with you. He brought his death upon himself. However, regarding the youth you carried back, you must use the tribe's full strength to treat him properly. Regardless of how he appeared, the fact that he fell from the sky without being killed by the impact proves that he is a man of great fortune.
"If you can cure him, that would be best. Even if you cannot, you must give him a proper burial. As for Elder Pu's death, warn everyone who knows about it not to speak of it outside. Say only that Elder Pu is cultivating in seclusion at a hidden location and will not be returning to the tribe for now. As for the tribesmen who participated in this operation, they are permitted one month of rest."
After hearing Wu'en's report, the white-haired old man's expression was slightly gloomy, but it recovered after a moment. After pondering briefly, he spoke in a calm tone.
Hearing the white-haired old man's words, Wu'en's lips trembled as if he had something to say. After considering the matter, however, he ultimately said nothing more. He answered, bowed, and withdrew.
Although Wu'en was also an elder of the tribe, he had not yet entered the ultimate Grand Elder Council, which held absolute decision-making authority over tribal affairs. With the five Grand Elders' broad experience and knowledge, they naturally understood the perilous circumstances the tribe would face after losing an Attendant.
Judging by the five