Everyone followed the sound and saw Ling Xiaoxiao slowly walking over.
Shang Chenzong nodded. "After the Beast Tide, we went to demand an explanation from Jiang Xinpeng. At the very least, he should have given us an account for our dead clansmen. But he said, 'When you go out to train, life and death are always uncertain. Besides, the Desolate Plains are such a dangerous place. You can only blame your bad luck!'"
Hearing that, Jin Shanshan was so furious he kicked the wall. "That bastard! Next time I see him, I'll beat him to death!"
The bald man beside him said grimly, "My elder brother said there's no way we can keep following people like that. Sooner or later, we'd end up dead too."
"We retreated, and ran into another Beast Tide on the way. Even though it wasn't very large, we still couldn't fight it off... Later, eight of our brothers took another route to cover our escape. Of the Nine-Headed Snake Race members who entered this time, only the sixteen of us are left."
Only then did Bi Fan understand why they had been supporting one another as they fled, while keeping a constant watch on what was happening behind them.
Their tragic ordeal left Xi Boyun, Hou Dakuan, and the others deeply moved. They couldn't imagine how they would feel if their own team had suffered such a calamity.
All they could do was comfort them. "The important thing is that you made it out. Once you've recovered, you can fight your way back and show them what it means when a gentleman takes revenge—even if it takes ten years!"
They nodded fiercely. Revenge was the most important reason he had kept going! If he didn't smash Jiang Xinpeng's head, he would spend the rest of