Perched on a branch, Tian Luan had not intended to show himself and join the increasingly chaotic battle below.
He had not expected that Hao Wei of the Yue Clan Tribe would already have discovered his presence. It seemed the other man had arrived here and hidden himself even earlier than he had.
Now that he had been exposed, continuing to hide shamelessly was clearly untenable. With a movement of his body, Tian Luan followed the tall trunk down from the side facing away from everyone else, landing directly on the stone ground.
"Your fight has nothing to do with me. I was merely resting up there for a while. I have no interest in the conflict between you all. Carry on as you please. I'll just leave this place."
Tian Luan's words left everyone present momentarily stunned.
Clan warriors had always faced death unflinchingly and feared no powerful enemy. When had they ever seen anyone speak like this?
"You're from the Gong Clan Tribe. You want to leave now? Don't you think it's already too late? Since we ran into you, blame it on the fate written for you. Hu Ming, the three of you, go up and kill this man from the Gong Clan Tribe." After casting Tian Luan a glance, Zhan He's expression darkened. With a cold snort through his nose, he ordered the three burly men beside him.
At Zhan He's command, the three burly men did not hesitate in the slightest. They darted forward, quickly parting the bushes before them, and bounded toward where Tian Luan stood. They clearly intended to surround him on the spot and cut him down swiftly.
"Ha! People from the Tong Clan Tribe really are overbearing. You're even killing the spectators now. How outrageously arrogant. Do you really think the