After finishing his conversation with Hun Feng, Hun Yu nodded in agreement. He gave the Hun Clan members several quiet instructions, then turned and left the Hun Clan camp, slowly making his way to the very front of the crowd.
A gentle smile rested on his handsome face. Spreading his hands, he called out loudly,
"Everyone, we have gathered in the Ancient Wasteland Region today for the Bodhi Ancient Tree. Yet the beast tide blocks our path. Unless we break through it, no one can get within half a step of the ancient tree. Now is the best time to charge the beast tide. I propose that we join forces for the moment and fight our way through!"
After a brief pause, he continued, "Since I proposed this alliance, my people will take the most dangerous position at the very tip of the formation. Once my clansmen are exhausted, they will withdraw and let others rotate in. What do you all think?"
"Why is this guy being so kind?"
On the other side, within the Gu Clan camp, Gu Qingyang, who stood at the front, raised his brows slightly. His expression was somewhat strange as he cast a dark glance at Hun Yu.
Others might be fooled by that mild appearance, but Gu Qingyang knew perfectly well that although Hun Yu appeared amiable and lacked the bloodthirsty brutality typical of the Hun Clan, his heart was filled with schemes.
Moreover, Hun Feng, known among the younger generation of the Hun Clan for his ruthlessness, was also here. Gu Qingyang became even more certain that they were up to no good.
Of course, Gu Qingyang was not necessarily the only one who could see through this. Most of those present had long heard of the Hun Clan's notorious reputation. Still, upon