Since even Beirut thought Linley and the Four Divine Beasts Clan were no longer on the same side, Linley decided to leave the clan. He had no reason to doubt Beirut, given his relationship with Bebe and the fact that Beirut was a Chief Sovereign.
Beirut had no reason to lie to a lowly Mid-God like him. Even if Linley had displayed Seven-Star Fiend strength as a Mid-God, there was nothing to gain from deceiving him. The strong had no need to deceive the weak. If they held a grudge, one slap would wipe it away. Deceiving him would only mean going to the trouble of making up a story.
"Clan Chief Baruch, since Lord Beirut says we have nothing to do with the Four Divine Beasts Clan, let's leave the clan now." Linley turned to address his ancestor from the Yulan Continent.
As the strongest member of the Four Ultimate Warrior Clans, Linley undoubtedly had the most authority. Still, he respected his ancestor and asked him first.
What else could Baruch and the others do? The strongest among them was only a Mid-God. In Hell, especially in an ancient clan like the Four Divine Beasts Clan, if the strongest member of a branch was only a Mid-God, that branch was destined to be looked down on, bullied, and mocked.
They had joined the Four Divine Beasts Clan long ago, and their strong bloodline had earned them some attention. But bloodline was one thing; strength was another. Without strength, they would be bullied and mocked. What could they do about it? So they had never truly become part of the clan.
But in the brutal world of Hell, they needed protection. Without it, the Eight Great Clans would have wiped them out long ago because of their powerful Divine Beasts