Golden Spear Tribe.
Cheng Han's single command—"Kneel!"—had killed six Totem Kings. To him, it was merely a trivial matter, yet it left Second Majesty Sha Lei with an indelible impression that would last her lifetime.
Several seconds passed before she came back to her senses. Her lips trembling, she said, "S-sorry, Divine Envoy. I-I truly had no idea something like this would happen."
The Divine Envoy had been attacked on her own turf. By both reason and custom, Dawn City was at fault, so she had to seek his forgiveness.
Cheng Han smiled and waved a hand magnanimously. "It's fine. They were just a bunch of small fry."
Sha Lei could not help swallowing at his utterly unconcerned tone.
Every one of those people had been among the finest Totem Kings, yet they were merely "small fry" in the Divine Envoy's eyes?
Cheng Han abruptly changed the subject. "I had only just arrived, and the attackers showed up immediately. Isn't that a little too much of a coincidence?"
Sha Lei opened her mouth, unsure how to explain herself.
She understood very well that Dawn City's recent aggressive expansion had provoked the hostility of many gods, bringing this disaster upon the Divine Envoy.
The mastermind behind this attack was already obvious.
Cheng Han raised his head to look at the sky and spoke bluntly. "No one but a god could gather so many Totem Kings."
Sha Lei held it in for several seconds before answering, "The Divine Envoy sees clearly."
By rights, she should have said, "Dawn City will give you an explanation."
But the tribe simply had no ability to deal with a god. What could they possibly use to give the Divine Envoy an explanation?
How embarrassing!
Cheng Han did not make things difficult for her. He merely smiled.