Compensation? You bastard, all you know is compensation!
You barged into my Snake People Clan with your men and injured so many of my people. You think being a Sixth-Grade Alchemist makes you all that? If I don't teach you a lesson later, then I'm no Saint King of the Snake People Clan!
A dangerous glint flashed through Yan Lin's eyes as he quietly marked Gu He down in his books. He had no intention of letting Gu He's group off easily.
Relying on their overwhelming strength, they had forced their way into the Snake People Clan, leaving many Snake People dead or injured. If he did not seek justice for his people, Yan Lin felt he would not deserve to be the Saint King of the Snake People Clan.
In the original timeline, Queen Medusa had only demanded compensation because she had been at a critical stage and merely wanted to stall for time and send them away.
But now that Yan Lin was here, he naturally wanted both face and substance.
He would seek justice for the dead and injured Snake People, and he would also use Gu He and his powerful companions to establish his authority—to fight the battle that would found his rule and become the true king of the Snake People Clan!
That was right. Yan Lin already considered himself one of the Snake People Clan.
He might have been human in his previous life, but he had not belonged to this world.
Besides, even if he considered himself human, humans did not consider him one.
The little girl he had saved had killed the part of him that still wanted to be human.
As the saying went, the prejudice in people's hearts was a mountain that could never be crossed.
He did not want