Kong Yuanzun withdrew his claw from the corpse of Attacking General Yin Shuiquan and looked at the other FuLa higher-ups before him.
"Since things have come to this, there is no turning back. Even if we submit to that violent king, he may not spare us." Kong Yuanzun said, "But with this old man acting alone, I cannot set my mind at ease."
The FuLa higher-ups remained silent.
In truth, before Yin Shuiquan came here, they had all had a chance to pull away unscathed.
Because...
Before today, they had not actually done anything wrong, had they?
You said they had gathered a large group of experts? In the hills nowadays, was gathering a large group of experts to chat a crime?
But the instant Kong Yuanzun struck, there was no room left for maneuver.
Yin Shuiquan was also an old FuLa general, a trusted confidant of Qingchao Zong.
Even if only to avenge Yin Shuiquan, Qingchao Zong would seek out the insect that had killed him.
"Revenge," "revenge in kind," "blood paid for with blood"—these were principles that naturally existed in the primitive society of the hills.
And the "covenant" laid down by Qingchao Zong also contained such a rule.
Blood for blood.
This was what they called a "pledge of allegiance."
The Fourth General sighed. "Fine."
Truth be told, these FuLa higher-ups had participated in killing Yin Shuiquan from the very beginning.
If they had not tipped him off, how would an antique like Kong Yuanzun have recognized a FuLa Attacking General? How would he have known that Yin Shuiquan was Qingchao Zong's trusted confidant and had to be eliminated?
In truth, Yin Shuiquan had died because the moment he said he had been entrusted by Nabulapu, the other FuLa generals understood Nabulapu's meaning.
The First General had