The Wonderful Laws of the Green Sheep Realm

Thorn Tribe.

The Thorn Vine rapidly withdrew underground.

Cheng Han returned to the surface.

Three sturdy Green Sheep People approached nervously.

They were the tribe's other three elders.

By the way.

Before today.

The Thorn Tribe had a total of five elders, but only the Great Elder and the Second Elder were Totem Masters. The remaining elders were so-called "Green Sheep Gladiators," equivalent to Warriors of the Myriad Heavens Race.

As their strength was a tier lower, they naturally had little say in matters.

Very soon.

The three elders came closer and respectfully performed a grand salute of "hands on shoulders." "Welcome Great Elder Mu Zhi's return!"

They deliberately emphasized the words "Great Elder," clearly acknowledging that Cheng Han would succeed to the position.

From their perspective, having a powerful Great Elder was a tremendous blessing for the entire Thorn Tribe.

After all, if the Great Elder ate meat, they could at least drink some soup. That was why the elders were being so tactful.

However.

Cheng Han did not oblige them.

He shook his head lightly, a trace of mockery in his tone. "I am not your Great Elder."

The three elders froze at once.

They had assumed that Mu Zhi would gladly accept the position, because to every Green Sheep Person of the Thorn Tribe, becoming Great Elder was a dream come true.

One of the elders stepped forward half a pace and hurriedly said, "Great Elder, we..."

Cheng Han cut him off without ceremony. "I said, I am not the Great Elder."

The three elders shuddered all over, not daring to speak again.

After all, this man's methods were far too brutal. They feared being torn apart by Thorn Twigs and turned into bloody skeletons.

Cheng Han snorted coldly. "Before the Second Elder made his move, did