A few minutes later, five Jackalmen were escorted into the room by the guards.
On their way there, they had passed through the tribe's streets. Everyone in the tribe had stared at the five Jackalmen with surprise and fear.
Why were Jackalmen in the tribe?
Inside the room.
Baimu Sheng sat in a chair, sizing up the five Jackalmen before him.
They were all wounded and looked utterly bedraggled, as if they had been through a fierce battle not long ago.
Had the Jackalmen Tribe run into an enemy and come to ask him for help?
Baimu Sheng considered the matter. If that was the case, he certainly wouldn't send aid.
He and the Jackalmen Tribe were merely making use of each other. He supplied them with resources, and they helped him with things he couldn't conveniently handle himself. They weren't real allies.
"Did Chief Kuáng Tú send you?"
After looking them over, Baimu Sheng asked.
"No."
Kuáng Fēng · Blood Axe replied.
"Oh?"
Baimu Sheng was a little surprised.
Kuáng Tú hadn't sent them?
"Chief Kuáng Tú is dead, and our tribe has been wiped out. Only a few of us escaped. We came here hoping to join your Baimu Tribe, Chief Baimu."
Kuáng Fēng · Blood Axe's words were startling.
Everyone in the room, whether Baimu Sheng or the guards like E Yan, was shocked.
The Jackalmen Tribe had been wiped out?
Kuáng Tú was already dead?
That was absolutely shocking news!
A flurry of thoughts flashed through Baimu Sheng's mind as he rapidly considered which nearby forces were powerful enough to destroy the Jackalmen Tribe.
Who had done it?
Why had they done it?
If the force that had wiped them out learned that these Jackalmen had fled here, would it bring disaster upon the Baimu Tribe?